Louise Erdrich
Louise Erdrich
Louise Erdrich is an Ojibwe writer of novels, poetry, and children's books featuring Native American characters and settings. She is an enrolled member of the Turtle Mountain Band of Chippewa Indians, a band of the Anishinaabe...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionChildren's Author
Date of Birth7 June 1954
CountryUnited States of America
cuisine evolving people talking whatever whose
You're talking about evolving a cuisine from a people whose cuisine has been whatever we could get for a long time.
words
It was enough just to sit there without words.
boys childhood way
I had a very free childhood and ranged around on my bicycle the way boys do. I had few restrictions.
sometimes monstrosity persons
Sometimes a person's monstrosity seems superhuman.
names drawing design
I make very involved drawings, even little structures, and try using design to figure out the rhythm of a plot. If there are several narrators then a clue has to pop up in the first line. There have to be certain grammatical clues, or distinctive names.
brother writing boys
I have brothers and was a tomboy, if that's still a designation. It wasn't a stretch for me to think and write as a 13-year-old boy - it is freeing.
discipline return causes
If only I had discipline, but alas, it is only an obsessive-compulsive trait and the beauty of habit that causes me to return again and again to my work.
break protect
Life will break you. Nobody can protect you from that.
writing my-time
I spend most of my time writing.
mass-destruction bullshit people
I want to remember what bullshit looks like when weapons of mass destruction are diagrammed out and whacko "intelligence" is delivered in an ominous way to strike fear into people and especially to pull on the idealism and zeal of the young.
government car promise
By the time I was done with the car it looked worse than any typical Indian car that has been driven all its life on reservation roads, which they always say are like government promises - full of holes.
jobs mistake book
She had always been a reader… but now she was obsessed. Since her discovery of the book hoard downstairs from her job, she’d been caught up in one such collection of people and their doings after the next…The pleasure of this sort of life – bookish, she supposed it might be called, a reading life – had made her isolation into a rich and even subversive thing. She inhabited one consoling or horrifying persona after another…That she was childless and husbandless and poor meant less once she picked up a book. Her mistakes disappeared into it. She lived with an invented force.
people evil good-and-evil
People forget the good, because the bad has more punch.
faith might belief
I thought how we might have to yell to be heard by Higher Power, but that's not saying it's not there. And that is faith for you. It's belief even when the gods don't deliver.