Sometimes the writing leads to the revelations, not the other way around. — Julia Glass Around Copy Share Image
Now is almost always the better choice. You never know about later. — Julia Glass Choice Copy Share Image
Virginia Woolf was wrong. You do not need a room of your own to write. — Julia Glass Need Copy Share Image
Though I'm a New Englander, I'm very indoorsy once the mercury drops. — Julia Glass Drops Copy Share Image
I was ridiculed in public school for being smart. A teacher's pet. — Julia Glass Being Copy Share Image
As a writer of fiction, I spend my days inventing real lives for make-believe people; what I create can only seem real. — Julia Glass Create Copy Share Image
To me, stretching the capabilities of my imagination is a crucial aspect of writing fiction; you could think of it as a… — Julia Glass Aspect Copy Share Image
“Do you think too long a period of nightlessness,” mused Sandra, “could drive you insane, the way they say sleeplessness can?” — Julia Glass Too long Copy Share Image
My love of books - not just of their tactile pleasures but of their astonishing variety - was born in a book-filled… — Julia Glass Astonishing Copy Share Image
I see life as increasingly complex, vivid, colorful, crazy, chaotic. That's the world I write about...the world I live in. — Julia Glass Chaotic Copy Share Image
“Of all the virtues, discretion began to seem the most rewarding: it kept people guessing and sometimes, by default, admiring.” — Julia Glass Admiring Copy Share Image
I don't see how you can write well if you're not reading well at the same time. I think the only risk… — Julia Glass Books Copy Share Image
I wonder if it's in the nature of fiction writers to never quite see their own lives as 'real,' since we are… — Julia Glass Always Copy Share Image
In my fairly disorganized life, yellow stickies are too easily lost, and as for software, I try to avoid using my computer… — Julia Glass Avoid Copy Share Image
“feel as if I’m visiting home in a dream, where everything yet nothing is the way it should be, where the best… — Julia Glass Dreams Copy Share Image
My own life is wonderful, but if I had to live the life of someone else, I'd gladly choose that of Julia… — Julia Glass Anyone 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… — Julia Glass About Copy Share Image
“My tastes, like my bones, fossilized decades ago. Reach a certain age and you are obliged to become an anthropologist. It's the… — Julia Glass Beyond the horizon Copy Share Image
If I'm lucky enough to see the day when my sons are living independently, maybe with families of their own, I'll still… — Julia Glass About Copy Share Image
I, too, seem to be a connoisseur of rain, but it does not fill me with joy; it allows me to steep… — Julia Glass Connoisseur Copy Share Image
All I meant was that people take their same old lives wherever they go. No place is perfect enough to strip you… — Julia Glass Demon Copy Share Image
“I’ve heard again and again— mostly from friends who’ve lost other friends to AIDS— that it’s essential to see the corpse of… — Julia Glass Friendship Copy Share Image
“But people, as Alan had once reflected to Greenie, were not at all like recipes. You could have all the right ingredients,… — Julia Glass Cooking Copy Share Image
Readers tell me that my novels are filled with significant mothers. Do I realize this? Do I do it on purpose? The… — Julia Glass About Copy Share Image
I grew up in a home where animals were ever-present and often dominated our lives. There were always horses, dogs, and cats,… — Julia Glass Animal Copy Share Image
“Greenie had brought together ingredients for cherry bread. It was a variation on Irish soda bread, baked in a cast-iron skillet with… — Julia Glass Bread Copy Share Image
Though I didn't quite plan it that way, I had my two sons at just about the same ages my mother saw… — Julia Glass About Copy Share Image
“Well, yes, there were quite a lot of books throughout, tumbling out of haphazardly placed bookshelves, stacked beneath chairs, beside beds, even… — Julia Glass Books Copy Share Image
Most inexperienced cooks believe, mistakenly, that a fine cake is less challenging to produce than a fine souffle or mousse. I know,… — Julia Glass Balance Copy Share Image
“Except for the coconut cake (filled with Meyer lemon curd and glazed with brown sugar), most of the desserts she made for… — Julia Glass Apocalypse-now Copy Share Image
“She pulls from a shelf certain rare spices and sugars that her successor is unlikely to use. Insulating the jars with softbound… — Julia Glass Canned-foods Copy Share Image
“SWEET POTATO BISQUE WITH CRABMEAT GRAPEFRUIT ICE IN A SWEET TORTILLA CRISP LAMB SEARED IN ANCHO CHILI PASTE ON POLENTA TWO CHUTNEYS:… — Julia Glass Cake 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… — Julia Glass Moon Copy Share Image
“Lass.' Saga turned away to hide her smile. How like a fairy tale, that word. Rapunzel. A tall tower by a deep… — Julia Glass Book Copy Share Image
“It was Friday, so the farmers' market was in full autumnal swing, a sea of potted chrysanthemums and bushel after bushel of… — Julia Glass Autumn Copy Share Image
When most of us talk to our dogs, we tend to forget that they're not people. — Julia Glass Animal Copy Share Image
