Sloane Crosley
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Sloane Crosley
Sloane Crosleyis a writer living in New York and the author of the collections of essays, I Was Told There'd Be Cake and How Did You Get This Number. She also worked as a publicist at the Vintage Books division of Random House and as an adjunct professor in Columbia University’s Master of Fine Arts program. She graduated from Connecticut College in 2000...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionWriter
Date of Birth3 August 1978
CountryUnited States of America
extremes
We are only as good as our most extreme experiences
rotten truth-is novel
The truth is, I wrote a novel when I was 23. It's hideously bad. Truly rotten.
break-up one-day way
I hope to one day co-sign a lease with another person but, well, it doesn't plague me that I have yet to do so. Put it this way: I've never had to violently tug at my own pillow at 2 A.M. to get myself to stop snoring.
names different would-be
and there's something about having an especially different name that makes it difficult to imagine what you would be like as a Jennifer.
necks drag over-it
Time grabs you by the scruff of your neck and drags you forward. You get over it, of course. Everyone was right about that. One mathematically insignificant day, you stop hoping for happiness and become actually happy.
facts comfort borders
There is one thing you know for sure, one fact that never fails to comfort you: the worst day of your life wasn't in there, in that mess. And it will do you good to remember the best day of your life wasn't in there, either. But another person brought you closer to those borders than you had been, and maybe that's not such a bad thing.
lists reason get-up
I was compiling a list in my head titled 'Reasons to Get Up: You Don't Have to Leave, but You Can't Pee Here.
maintenance pastries tarts
Unless you are a professional, you will find the tart to be a high-maintenance, unforgiving whistle-blower of a pastry.
sweaters coats gestures
There's just no concept of layering a thick-sleeved sweater under a coat in L.A. A coat is more of a gesture than a necessity. You know, in case the temperature goes down to 55 degrees.
lesson-learned lessons transition
Being a writer is an endless study in human transition and lessons learned or forgotten or misapplied.
taken yesterday quality
For me, nothing brings out my 'born yesterday' idiotic qualities quite like having my photograph taken.
living-my-life notes feels
I have definitely had experiences where I can feel the shift from simply living my life to being slightly outside of my life and taking notes.
athlete technology want
Personal technology has given us the freedom of being able to do whatever we want - and in the case of celebrities and athletes, whomever they want. But it can also serve as a humiliation jetpack.
careers time-zones world
There's already a marriage clock, a career clock, a biological clock. Sometimes being a woman feels like standing in the lobby of a hotel, looking at the dials depicting every time zone in the world behind the front desk - except they all apply to you, and all at once.