Lorrie Moore
Lorrie Moore
Lorrie Mooreis an American fiction writer known mainly for her humorous and poignant short stories...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionSelf-Help Author
Date of Birth13 January 1957
CityGlens Falls, NY
CountryUnited States of America
academics books child destined dropped full graduate himself house insurance music school work
My father was the child of academics and was probably destined to become an academic himself but vetoed that idea. Bailed, dropped out of graduate school and just went to work for an insurance company. But the house was full of books and music and all of that.
adult constant financial life money nonstop problems time year
I've had nonstop financial problems my whole adult life. It's always been a constant balance, year to year: 'Where's the time? Where's the money?'
pockets shelter
One had to build shelters. One had to make pockets and live inside them.
insomnia giving prison
I had never feared insomnia before--like prison, wouldn't it just give you more time to read?
loneliness littles crime
She was unequal to anyone's wistfulness. She had made too little of her life. Its loneliness shamed her like a crime.
nice college views
Decide that you like college life. In your dorm you meet many nice people. Some are smarter than you. And some, you notice, are dumber than you. You will continue, unfortunately, to view the world in exactly these terms for the rest of your life.
lack-of-love way farce
The affectionate farce I make of him ignores the ways I feel his lack of love for me. But we are managing.
jokes
Nothing's a joke with me. It just all comes out like one.
editing trying ongoing
Editing is just ongoing. I don't count drafts, or know what would fully constitute a draft. But I try to fix as I go. And there's always more to fix.
teenager dying raises
Surely that was why faith had been invented: to raise teenagers without dying. Although of course it was also why death was invented: to escape teenagers altogether.
love-life
I don't have a love life. I have a like life.
forgiveness art confused
Forgiveness lives alone and far off down the road, but bitterness and art are close, gossipy neighbors, sharing the same clothesline, hanging out their things, getting their laundry confused.
nice laughing people
People will do anything, anything, for a really nice laugh,
sinking-feeling doors missing
It was not miserable - often I did not miss her at all. But there was sometimes a quick, sinking ache when I walked in the door and saw she was not there. Twice, however, I'd felt the same sinking feeling when she was.