If you only write for 15 minutes at a time, you can write a book and still have time for Legos. — Diana Abu-Jaber Copy Share Image
“The streets of Aqaba are shell spirals and, on summer nights, crowded and complicated as a woman's heart.” — Diana Abu-Jaber Copy Share Image
I'm constantly at war with myself to quit goofing around, and the internet hasn't helped that any. I've learned that I have to be… — Diana Abu-Jaber Copy Share Image
“Sometimes when she lies awake her body feels as finely made as a tuning fork. She can hear and smell the most delicate things,… — Diana Abu-Jaber Copy Share Image
The daily writing practice is something I used to hear batted around a lot in writing workshops - which is probably why I dropped… — Diana Abu-Jaber Copy Share Image
“...tasting a piece of bread that someone bought is like looking at that person, but tasting a piece of bread that they baked is… — Diana Abu-Jaber Copy Share Image
“She thinks of Stanley's colored pencil drawings of theoretical businesses: a cafe, a bookshop, and, always, a grocery store. When she was ten and… — Diana Abu-Jaber Copy Share Image
“The loneliness of the arab is a terrible thing; it is all consuming. It is already present like a little shadow under the heart… — Diana Abu-Jaber Copy Share Image
“She's been scouted by Ford and Elite- real New York agencies. Micah, the agent for Elite- a tall black guy in silver eyeliner- said… — Diana Abu-Jaber Copy Share Image
“On the top rack is a cooled and decorated seven-layered 'opera' cake. Her client- the Peruvian ambassador- had requested a "tropical" theme for a… — Diana Abu-Jaber Copy Share Image
Here is something you have to understand about stories: They point you in the right direction but they can't take you all the way… — Diana Abu-Jaber Copy Share Image
“The first time Avis knelt on a chair and stirred eggs into flour to make a vanilla cake, she had an inkling of how… — Diana Abu-Jaber Copy Share Image
“You want to protect you children, don't you? You let them out of your body but you never let them all the way out.” — Diana Abu-Jaber Copy Share Image
“..a phantasm, a pink-palmed jinn, a ghost from one of the drowned cities.” — Diana Abu-Jaber Copy Share Image
