“Before heading back up the road, she had turned for a moment toward the sea. In the late afternoon light, the water was gray wrinkled with orange. Tiger water, she called it when it looked like that. Rhino water was… — Julia Glass Copy Share Image
“And there was the moon. A warm and visible greeting, a beacon of relief. Full, unshrouded, its edges crisp. It looked like an airy wafer- what were those crackers that came in the big green tin? She stared at the… — Julia Glass Copy Share Image
Nothing teaches great writing like the very best books do. Yet, good teachers often help students cross that bridge, and I have to say… — Julia Glass Copy Share Image
In every novel, I write about something - a place, an experience, an emotion - with which I'm intimately familiar, but it's also crucial… — Julia Glass Copy Share Image
In my head, at least, the business of spinning stories has no closing time. Twists in my characters' lives, glimpses of their secrets, obstacles… — Julia Glass Copy Share Image
I am not opposed to e-readers. Any technology that encourages the reading of literature is a good thing. — Julia Glass Copy Share Image
A good novel is an out-of-self experience. It lifts you off the ground so that you have the sensation of flying. It says, 'Look… — Julia Glass Copy Share Image
“Some might have referred to Vince, Buck and Calvin as "ordinary fellows" or "salt of the earth". Such terms are merely code for men… — Julia Glass Copy Share Image
Call me territorial or narcissistic, but I avoid novels about people who share my vocation. — Julia Glass Copy Share Image
“On Thursday, the sandwiches Greenie made were pork tenderloins with chipotle mustard, the soup a puree of beets and pears with Beaujolais wine and dill. For dessert, she made lemon wafers, rosewater marshmallows, and Amazon cake powdered with cocoa. Ray said, eyeing her preparations that morning. "Fancy schmancy. That soup looks like something we'd serve to folks from the White… — Julia Glass Copy Share
Most inexperienced cooks believe, mistakenly, that a fine cake is less challenging to produce than a fine souffle or mousse. I know, however, that a good cake is like a good marriage: from the outside, it looks ordinary, sometimes unremarkable, yet cut into it, taste it, and you know that it is nothing of the sort. It is the sublime… — Julia Glass Copy Share
I have struggled for decades now with the fear of and resistance to change - mostly in the realms of technology, transportation, and the ways people choose to communicate. If I had a theme song, it would be that lovely song 'I'm Old-Fashioned,' as sung by Ella Fitzgerald. — Julia Glass Copy Share
“None of this Mad Mario showmanship- orange clogs and Bermuda shorts fit for Babar, sweetbreads garnished with squash blossoms stuffed with cheese from the… — Julia Glass Copy Share Image
