“These crabs, Paige explained, weren’t ordinary civilian crabs, but rock ‘n’ roll royalty crabs, having been passed, via groupies, from the Rolling Stones to Aerosmith to Guns N’ Roses, for decades. It made her feel connected to something larger, a… — Elissa Schappell Copy Share Image
“A single girl who needs nobody makes people uncomfortable, my mom is right in this, appearance is everything, and appearing to have no one… — Elissa Schappell Copy Share Image
Write to exhaustion so that you can no longer manage to avoid writing the truth. — Elissa Schappell Copy Share Image
By investing others with the power to dictate who you are, you rob yourself of an opportunity to truly grow. — Elissa Schappell Copy Share Image
“Paige and Charlotte had first met on the playground. Without a word, each had recognized the other as a sister in the bonds of… — Elissa Schappell Copy Share Image
By investing others with the power to dictate who you are, you rob yourself of an opportunity to truly grow. You shortchange yourself by… — Elissa Schappell Copy Share Image
“It was true Paige and I had dinner alone. She wanted to stop by and pick up some books — poetry books I’d owned… — Elissa Schappell Copy Share Image
“We are driving along a road I have driven my whole life. I still watch for the bends in the creek, checking to see… — Elissa Schappell Copy Share Image
In Quiet Dell, Phillips mesmerizingly spins together fact and fiction, vividly imagining the circumstances leading to their deaths, and sets a young female reporter… — Elissa Schappell Copy Share Image
“The move for the pitcher of Bloody Marys on the porch railing is pure instinct, reflex. Tomatoes are packed with vitamins. Next, I’ll duck… — Elissa Schappell Copy Share Image
Dave Eggers is a prince among men when it comes to writing deeply felt, socially conscious books that meld reportage with fiction. While A… — Elissa Schappell Copy Share Image
While Max appears to greatly admire Wallace as a writer and feel compassion for him as a man, he is never starry-eyed, or pulls… — Elissa Schappell Copy Share Image
You know what they say - sleep is the mother's drug of choice, but like heroin, only the very rich and the very poor… — Elissa Schappell Copy Share Image
