Janet Fitch
Janet Fitch
Janet Fitch is most famously known as the author of the Oprah's Book Club novel White Oleander, which became a film in 2002. She is a graduate of Reed College, located in Portland, Oregon...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionAuthor
Date of Birth9 November 1955
CountryUnited States of America
recreation solitary
My mother had been a solitary chef. It was her recreation and her escape.
inventive pound work
For me, I'd rather be the inventive one, and if something doesn't work, I'll go back to the workshop, put it on the bench, and pound on it for awhile.
bit dark hard music
I was into the music scene, but I was also a bit of a perfectionist and very hard on myself... very dark in that way.
time whether
I write all the time, whether I feel like it or not. I never get inspired unless I'm already writing.
time
Dostoevsky was my literary idol for a long time.
chili hunt jar powder preferred purchasing rather wildly
My mother was an enthusiastic chef but wildly disorganized, and often preferred purchasing yet another jar of mace or chili powder rather than having to hunt down its last incarnation.
depths naked public
It's your flaws, not your strengths, that go down in the depths of your books. You're exposed, like dreaming you're naked in a public building.
liability persons
It's such a liability to love another person.
touch-someone fingers
Find someone who will tremble for your touch, someone whose fingers are a poem.
lost-ones oysters white
The pearls weren't really white, they were a warm oyster beige, with little knots in between so if they broke, you only lost one. I wished my life could be like that, knotted up so that even if something broke, the whole thing wouldn't come apart.
kindness icy lasts
Kindness was the last thing she needed. She had to stay in the icy place, the numb place, and their warmth threatened to melt her just when she needed the cold.
there-is-no-god ifs
And if there is no god? You act as if there is, and it's the same thing.
daughter mother home
You were my home, Mother. I had no home but you
handwriting computer terrible
As a person with terrible handwriting, I love the computer. I've waited all my life for the computer.