Love your material. Nothing frightens the inner critic more than the writer who loves her work. The writer who is enamored of… — Allegra Goodman Copy Share Image
“Jess herself had not eaten fowl or roast or even fish in years, but the books awakened memories of turkey and thick… — Allegra Goodman Copy Share Image
I do not think novels are necessarily more worthwhile than games. A novel can be a trivial waste of time, and a… — Allegra Goodman Copy Share Image
In novels like 'Kaaterskill Falls', I've been able to write sympathetically about religious people - and beyond that, I've been able to… — Allegra Goodman Copy Share Image
Here's my theory: I think both fiction and role-playing games involve a narrative journey. When that journey never ends, it feeds an… — Allegra Goodman Copy Share Image
I suspect the popularity of young adults and dystopian novels has something to do with a desire for allegory and old-fashioned morality… — Allegra Goodman Copy Share Image
“Once he left the Haywood out for her with a page number on a scrap of paper, and she opened the book… — Allegra Goodman Copy Share Image
“Yorick's Used and Rare Books had a small storefront on Channing but a deep interior shaded by tall bookcases crammed with history,… — Allegra Goodman Copy Share Image
“You think there's something materialistic about collecting books, but really collectors are the last romantics. We're the only ones who still love… — Allegra Goodman Copy Share Image
“On the third day, she smelled the fruit as soon as she came in. She followed the scent to the kitchen, and the peach… — Allegra Goodman Copy Share Image
“She herself vacillated when it came to belief. She did not particularly believe in God. Or, rather, she didn't believe in a particular God.… — Allegra Goodman Copy Share Image
Know your literary tradition, savor it, steal from it, but when you sit down to write, forget about worshiping greatness and fetishizing masterpieces. — Allegra Goodman Copy Share Image
“Sandra turned to the page with the title "Toklas' Hashich Fudge." The original hashish brownies. 'Peppercorns, nutmeg, cinnamon, coriander, stone dates, dried figs, shelled… — Allegra Goodman Copy Share Image
“Giddy with each other and the wine, they strolled outside through the Presidio, the old fort now housing restaurants and galleries. Jess explained that… — Allegra Goodman Copy Share Image
“How sad, he thought, that desire found new objects but did not abate, that when it came to longing there was no end.” — Allegra Goodman Copy Share Image
“There were three wedding cakes, curious and historical but tasty, each labeled with a calligraphed card: "Plumb Cake" with currants, nutmeg, mace, cinnamon, salt,… — Allegra Goodman Copy Share Image
“When I first enjoyed this superb view, one glowing April day," Jess read aloud, "from the summit of the Pacheco Pass, the Central Valley,… — Allegra Goodman Copy Share Image
“The wines were great, and better by the minute, even as the drinkers softened. Just as wines opened at the table, so the friends'… — Allegra Goodman Copy Share Image
“Who are you? She asked silently, as she laid away the collector's quotations, his drawings, his scraps of famous poetry: "Come live with me… — Allegra Goodman Copy Share Image
“She was surprised because she was Emily, and she did not share Jonathan's frank assessment of coworkers as losers, whiners, bozos, sharks. No, she… — Allegra Goodman Copy Share Image
I do not think novels are necessarily more worthwhile than games. A novel can be a trivial waste of time, and a game can… — Allegra Goodman Copy Share Image
