Melissa Bank
Melissa Bank
Melissa Bankis an American author. She has published two books, The Girls' Guide to Hunting and Fishing, a volume of short stories, and The Wonder Spot, a novel, which have been translated into over thirty languages. Bank was the winner of the 1993 Nelson Algren Award for short fiction. She currently teaches in the MFA program at Stony Brook Southampton...
NationalityAmerican
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CountryUnited States of America
stars night light
With so much sky and so much river, you couldn't help seeing the big picture. It was what you already knew, but crowding into the subway or rushing to a movie, you only saw it for a second, and close up. Now I took a good long look. I'd always heard you couldn't see stars in Manhattan because of all the lights. But here they all were. Here was my night in shining armor.
girl growing-up couple
The writing is clean. I really wouldn't have changed a word. Most of it is true, too, except that the hero quits drinking and the girl grows up. On the last page, the couple gets married, which is a nice way for a love story to end.
weakness sometimes compelling
Sometimes you’re loved because of your weaknesses. What you can’t do is sometimes more compelling than what you can.
people waiting kind
He said, "People wait their whole lives for the kind of happiness we have.
children father said
She said that her father's death had been the hardest thing in her life. "We are all children until our fathers die.
father believe expression
You did the best you could," and she seemed to believe I had. I said, "I've just been going through the motions," using the expression my father had after he'd watched my first tennis lesson. "Sweetie," she said, "that's what a lot of life is.
mother growing-up father
In the cab to the station, he told me that when he was growing up he'd see a look of pleasure cross his mother's face and ask what she was thinking: she'd say, I was just thinking of your father. "That's how I want us to be," Archie said. I smiled. "What?" I said, "I was just thinking of your father.
shapes mouths made
He tried to smile, but it was just a shape his mouth made.
children father dies
We are all children until our fathers die.
way lost i-realized
I felt I couldn't lose anything else, but just then I realized I already had: I'd lost the hope that I would ever be loved in just that way again.
forgiving goes-on want
You don't need a reason to forgive... If you want to go on with someone, that is what you do.
years looks stuff
Time. There seems to be vast quantities of the stuff spooling around me in all directions, everywhere i look. Days and hours. Weeks and minutes. Years. The hard part, ive discovered, is filling it.
eye doors rooms
But then you hear that he can't hear you, you see that he can't see you. You are not here--and you haven't even died yet. You see yourself through his eyes, as The Generic Woman, the skirted symbol on the ladies' room door.
wonder dangerous feels
You sense that he's dangerous but don't now why - and wonder if it's because he makes you feel safer than you've ever felt.