Anne Fortier
Anne Fortier
Anne Fortier is a Danish / Canadian writer who has lived in the US and Canada since 2002. She was born to mother Birgit Malling Eriksen. Fortier submitted her first manuscript for publication at the age of 13. Since then, she has written the novels Hyrder på bjerget,Juliet, Julie, Amazonerne's Ringand The Lost Sisterhood...
NationalityDanish
ProfessionWriter
CountryDenmark
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Even as I pursued a doctorate in the history of ideas in my native Denmark, I realized I had neither the encyclopedic training nor the passion for cool logic - not to mention the nerve - to follow in the footsteps of classical liberal philosophers and economists such as Robert Nozick, Friedrich Hayek, and Milton Friedman.
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I was in Siena and decided I wanted to write a story set there. Then I discovered that the original story of Romeo and Juliet was set in Siena. It occurred to me that this was too much of a gift - I had to do it. That's how I ended up writing a parallel story to Romeo and Juliet.
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Ever since childhood, I've been interested in history and myth. Not just the facts and figures of the past, but everything that contributes to shape our perception of an age: architecture, art, literature and so forth.
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I'm from Europe, and I was very aware that there are a lot of literature snobs - especially in Europe. As soon as something becomes a success, it has to be bad, and then they'll do everything they can to stab it to death.
stories
Everything we say is a story. But nothing we say is just a story.
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I did not know my soul until I saw it's reflection in your eyes.
want
You owe me nothing, but I want everything.
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...and whether or not we had now paid our dues, he was my blessing, and I was his...
letting-go years risk
If you let go of me now,” I whispered, stretching against him, “it could be another six hundred years before you find me again. Are you willing to take that risk?
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Janice used to say that instinct was reason in a hurry; I was not so sure about the reason part.
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I’ll be back tomorrow,” he said, “at nine o’clock. Don’t open your door to anyone else.” “Not even my balcony door?” “Especially not your balcony door.
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Romeo was cute …” “Cute?” Alessandro rolled his eyes. “What kind of man is cute?” “… and an excellent dancer …” “Romeo had feet of lead! He said so himself!” “… but most importantly,” I concluded, “he had nice hands!
suicide poison afternoon
After the dress rehearsal that afternoon, someone had misplaced the vial of poison, and for lack of better, Romeo would have to commit suicide by eating Tic Tacs.
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There is lust and then there is love. They are related, but still very different things. To indulge in one requires little but honeyed speech and a change of clothes; to obtain the other, by contrast, a man must give up his rib. In return, his woman will undo the sin of Eve, and bring him back into Paradise.