“Once she had thought that she might discover some key to her mother if only she could get her likeness right, but she has since learned that the mysteries of another person only deepen, the longer one looks.” — Debra Dean Copy Share Image
“Whatever we know as children, this is the world, eaten whole and without question.” — Debra Dean Copy Share Image
I kept writing short stories and sending out my manuscript, and it kept coming back like a bad penny. It was rejected all over… — Debra Dean Copy Share Image
That requires quite an imaginative leap because it's hard for me to imagine that my biography would be of much interest to anyone, and… — Debra Dean Copy Share Image
“Whatever is eating her brain consumes only the fresher memories, the unripe moments” — Debra Dean Copy Share Image
With the historical fictions, I was already doing so much research, and so much of the stories was anchored by historical truth that the… — Debra Dean Copy Share Image
Whatever one may say about the perils of workshops, they help writers internalize an awareness of audience. — Debra Dean Copy Share Image
Peculiar as I was, and remain, I was trained to be practical. I'm still amazed at the radical temerity of my friends, you included,… — Debra Dean Copy Share Image
Unless you're Stephen King or Joyce Carol Oates, no one's going to recognize you on the street, and you're promoting your book, not yourself. — Debra Dean Copy Share Image
I tell my students, if you're interested in marine biology or llama farming, follow that string. Yes, it will probably take you a longer… — Debra Dean Copy Share Image
Along the way, I've worked as a waitress, I've done phone surveys, and worked as a receptionist, and for the last twenty years I've… — Debra Dean Copy Share Image
“He nods solemnly and repeats the stock response of the Housing Committee whenever they address the perpetual shortage of apartments in Leningrad. “Privacy is… — Debra Dean Copy Share Image
