“All those posters and PSAs and health class presentations on body image and the way you can burst blood vessels in your face and rupture your esophagus if you can’t stop ramming those sno balls down your throat every night,… — Megan Abbott Copy Share
“She said I'd better not make her unhappy because I oughta know that she's never unhappy alone.” — Megan Abbott Copy Share Image
Reading Dorothy B. Hughes's novel 'In a Lonely Place' for the first time is like finding the long-lost final piece to an enormous puzzle.… — Megan Abbott Copy Share Image
“Bobby pins crunching under my feet, I walk through, surveying the damaged girlness.” — Megan Abbott Copy Share Image
I'm always surprised at the negative response to the women in my books who are openly ambitious or experience aggression. — Megan Abbott Copy Share Image
I will read anything at all by Kate Atkinson, Daniel Woodrell, and William Kennedy, who are all fearless. — Megan Abbott Copy Share Image
“But she became Gabby’s friend in that way that can happen, because the girl with the cool boots always finds the girl with the… — Megan Abbott Copy Share Image
“Where’d that world go, that world when you’re a kid, and now I can’t remember noticing anything, not the smell of the leaves or the sharp curl of dried maple on your ankles, walking? I live in cars now, and my own bedroom, the windows sealed shut, my mouth to my phone, hand slick around its neon jelly case, face… — Megan Abbott Copy Share
“This girl, this girl, and he a man with a business and a secretary and a house with a furnace and bills and a son and a roof with three shingles and a pretty birdpath made of stone that I sometimes see Mrs.Shaw, her tied back with a scarf, cleaning with a dainty skimmer. How does this man, a man… — megan abbott Copy Share
The speed of the TV stuff vs. the self-imposed pace of novel writing has been a big adjustment, and going back and forth often… — Megan Abbott Copy Share Image
“We’re all the same under our skin, aren’t we? We’re all wanting things we don’t understand. Things we can’t even name. The yearning so… — Megan Abbott Copy Share Image
