David Ebershoff
David Ebershoff
David Ebershoffis an American writer, editor, and teacher...
ask case imagination instead known marriage nonfiction novel order people private pursue skills terrain thoughts took wrote
People sometimes ask me why I wrote this as a novel instead of as a nonfiction book, ... It's because the terrain that I'm exploring, the emotions, aren't documented, as is the case in most marriages. The private thoughts aren't known and that's what I wanted to pursue here. I took it to my imagination and to the skills of fiction writing in order to write about this marriage.
looked mirror sees time
Everyone at some time or another has looked into the mirror and thought, 'That's not who I am. The world sees me differently than I see myself,'
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What type of woman would stay with her husband through this? ... She was a woman who would do anything to help her marriage survive. She wanted to help her husband finally become happy, though ultimately that would destroy her marriage.
grandma years grandpa
Last year when my grandma fell and broke her hip she couldn't paint her toenails anymore. So my grandpa started doing it for her, even after he fell and broke his hip, too. For me, that's love.
mom dad names
I know someone loves me from how they say my name. Like with my mom and dad, when they say "Benjamin" it's like my name is safe in their mouth.
ocean second-chance imagine
I trust you have seen the ocean. If you have, then you have witnessed the divine. How barren the ground is in comparison! If I could count the hours I have spent staring out at it! And yet those hours never feel lost. I cannot imagine how else I could refill them were I given a second chance.
interesting littles stranger
Isn't it interesting what a stranger can offer? A little wisdom, a little mercy, a little love.
pain loss men
The agony of martyrdom is almost too much to bear. In the early hours, when the loss is fresh, there is no comfort in knowing Glory will live on. We speak of the martyrs in History but we cannot know the actual pain they suffered in their final living hours. They enter the realm of the mythic, but we must never forget these were men like ourselves. When their flesh is torn, they cry out. They suffer as you or I would suffer, although more bravely. Remember Christ. Although I am now an enemy to Joseph's legacy, I shudder when recalling his pain.