Like Semmering Academy, the Grove School was a Gothic pile of bricks run by 1950s-era chalk drones, which maintained its cultural viability by perpetuating a weirdly seductive anxiety throughout its community. Mary herself was a victim of the seduction; despite… — Heidi Julavits Copy Share Image
I am simply looking for a companion with whom to spend my days, a companion who will cherish as much as I the stupidity… — Heidi Julavits Copy Share Image
There are some writers who are done when they finish a draft because they've thought it through beforehand. Whereas I'll finish a first draft… — Heidi Julavits Copy Share Image
I won't deny that I have a far more productive writing life without the Internet, mostly because I rekindle my ability to concentrate on… — Heidi Julavits Copy Share Image
“I take you for a girl who's eager to grow unstable at the first indication that things can come back to haunt a person,… — Heidi Julavits Copy Share Image
I'm at that age where I notice friends checking out my face and wondering, Has she been Botoxed? There's a new map there people… — Heidi Julavits Copy Share Image
If, at some future point, my face collapses around my eyes, I'd probably do something about it. My eyes are where I live, and… — Heidi Julavits Copy Share Image
I obviously read and adore traditional fiction. I teach traditional fiction; I also teach all kinds of not-so-traditional fiction. — Heidi Julavits Copy Share Image
I obviously read and adore traditional fiction. I teach traditional fiction, I also teach all kind of not-so-traditional fiction. And since I'm such a… — Heidi Julavits Copy Share Image
I wouldn't be myself if I weren't always trying to be someone else. I only have so much time on this earth and I… — Heidi Julavits Copy Share Image
If you agree with an outside person's interpretation of you, that's a happy bit of affirmation. It means you're communicating externally what you believe… — Heidi Julavits Copy Share Image
I have a daughter who, when younger, possessed no barrier between her emotional self and the outside world. Her emotional insides spilled out all… — Heidi Julavits Copy Share Image
I can't even tell you what else I imagined. I can only humiliate myself to such a degree; at a certain point it becomes… — Heidi Julavits Copy Share Image
