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Jacqueline Woodson

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    Jacqueline Woodson

    A long time ago, Anne used to talk about energy - how that was all that love was - ions connecting across synapses of time and air. Don't rationalize, she'd say. None of it will ever make sense. I leaned back against the wall and closed my eyes, not wanting to cry. Anne was right. None of it made any sense.

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    Jacqueline Woodson

    A lot of times, when people send me books to read - new writers mostly - I find that the book is still in a draft stage and that before it can leave the writer's hands and head to a publisher, it needs about five more revisions. Some people don't want to do that.

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    Jacqueline Woodson

    As a poet who has the tools for interpreting the poem differently, you can begin to deconstruct it. But the human being who's like, "I know about conversation, I know about language, I know about hard times," will approach the poem differently.

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    Jacqueline Woodson

    Because I write realistic fiction, I generally don't think about fixing anyone - I just think about how I want to feel at the end of the book - And I try to write toward that feeling.

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    Jacqueline Woodson

    Don't trust women, my mother said to me. Even the ugly ones will take what you thought was yours.

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    Jacqueline Woodson

    Even the silence has a story to tell you. Just listen. Listen.

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    Jacqueline Woodson

    Even with all of its changing, Brooklyn's architecture still feels like home, the language feels like home. It's changing so quickly that it's surprising. It's surprising still, when someone looks kind of askance to see me walking towards them.

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    Jacqueline Woodson

    Everything I write, I read out loud. It has to sound a certain way. It has to look a certain way on the page.

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    Jacqueline Woodson

    For me as a writer, it was understanding that we're so far behind in our way of dealing with death. We put someone in the ground, we bury them or we burn them, and then we're supposed to just move on and kind of get over it.

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    Jacqueline Woodson

    From a really young age, I was reading like a writer. I was reading for the deep understanding of the literature; not simply to hear the story but to understand how the author got the story on the page.

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    Jacqueline Woodson

    I actually don't think of whiteness and heterosexuality as 'the norm'. Maybe there are people who still do but none of them are close friends of mine.

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    Jacqueline Woodson

    I always say I write because I have lots of questions, not because I have any answers.

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    Jacqueline Woodson

    I believe in one day and someday and this perfect moment called Now.

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    Jacqueline Woodson

    I couldnt be a writer without hope. I think I became a writer because Im pretty optimistic.

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    Jacqueline Woodson

    I definitely believe in a greater good. I definitely believe that there's a reason each of us is here and that we've been brought here to do something. And we need to get busy doing it. And I definitely believe that there is something moving us forward that's good.

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    Jacqueline Woodson

    I do believe that books can change lives and give people this kind of language they wouldn't have had otherwise.

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    Jacqueline Woodson

    I feel like I'm a New Yorker to the bone. But there is a lot of the South in me. I know there is a lot of the South in my mannerisms. There's a lot of the South in my expectations of other people and how people treat each other. There's a lot of the South in the way I speak, but it could never be home.

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    Jacqueline Woodson

    I feel like so much of what I'm doing is making a road where there is no road and inviting people on that road with me. It's scary. It's scary, but I can't listen to the voices that are saying form is the only way, or that there is only this kind of form or that kind of form.

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    Jacqueline Woodson

    I feel like the world stopped. And I got off...and then it started spinning again, but too fast for me to hop back on. I feel like I'm still trying to get a...to get some kind of foothold on living

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    Jacqueline Woodson

    If I loved someone enough, I would go anywhere in the world with them." —Staggerlee

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    Jacqueline Woodson

    I loved and still love watching words flower into sentences and sentences blossom into stories.

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    Jacqueline Woodson

    I love slow readers. And readers who think about what I've written, think about how it's written - and copy me!

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    Jacqueline Woodson

    I'm always wondering if he'll return. Sometimes I pray that he doesn't. And sometimes I hope he will. I wish on falling stars and eyelashes. Absence isn't solid the way death is. It's fluid, like language. And it hurts so much...so, so much.

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    Jacqueline Woodson

    I'm not afraid of silence. You know, I'm not afraid to sit in a room and have the conversation drop into silence. I think that's a very southern thing.

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    Jacqueline Woodson

    I pay a lot of attention to whitespace. I pay a lot of attention to the rhythm of words together.

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    Jacqueline Woodson

    I remember my mother would get upset with me 'cause she said I walked like my dad. But I think it was more like, there's something about you that's not quite ladylike and femme. And then when I got older - once I came out, my mom and grandma were horrified and just kind of like, where did we go wrong?

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    Jacqueline Woodson

    I think boys don't always like to read books with female protagonist - I don't even know what to say about this.

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    Jacqueline Woodson

    I think I'd rather have my heart broke than do the breaking. —Lena

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    Jacqueline Woodson

    I think I had gotten messages really young that poetry wasn't for me, that it was for, basically, some dead white men. My experience and my intellect was on the outside of understanding that. I think that's what's so destructive.

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    I think in terms of being a New Yorker, as my friends would say, I don't take a lot of mess. I have no tolerance for people who are not thinking deeply about things. I have no tolerance for the kind of small talk that people need to fill silence. And I have no tolerance for people not - just not being a part of the world and being in it and trying to change it.

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    Jacqueline Woodson

    I think only once in your life do you find someone that you say, "Hey, this is the person I want to spend the rest of my time on this earth with." And if you miss it, or walk away from it, or even maybe, blink - it's gone.

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    Jacqueline Woodson

    I think people are sometime reluctant to read outside of their own race. This is heartbreaking.

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    Jacqueline Woodson

    I think people need to remember that a book isn't done after a few rewrites and a publisher isn't going to buy an 'undone' book so the hard part is making it a book that at least ten other people want to pay for to read.

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    Jacqueline Woodson

    I think that happens for a lot of people, they have this idea that there's only one type of way to write poetry and that you have to have this information. You have to know about meter, you have to know about form, you have to know about iambic pentameter, and all of that.

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    Jacqueline Woodson

    I think writers are the history keepers, right? We're the ones who are bearing witness to what's going on in the world. And I feel like it's our job to put that down on paper, and put it out into the world, so that it can be remembered.

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    Jacqueline Woodson

    I wouldn't mind the early autumn if you came home today I'd tell you how much I miss you and know I'd be okay. It's funny how we never know exactly how our life will go It's funny how a dream can fade with the break of day. Time can't erase the memory and time can't bring you home Last Summer was a part of me and now a part is gone. —Margaret

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    Jacqueline Woodson

    Lately, I'd been feeling like I was standing outside watching everything and everybody. Wishing I could take the part of me that was over there and the part of me that was over here and push them together—make myself into one whole person like everybody else.

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    Jacqueline Woodson

    Mainly, I try not to think about my readers as I write - I just think of my characters and myself - If they're interesting to me, my hope is that they'll be interesting to others as well.

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    Jacqueline Woodson

    Mama says it's okay to be on the quiet side—if quiet means you're listening, watching, taking it all in.

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    Jacqueline Woodson

    Mama was always saying I was a brain snob, that I didn't like people who didn't think. I didn't know if that was snobby. Who wanted to walk around explaining everything to people all the time?

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    Maybe this was our last summer as best friends. I feel like something's going to change now and I'm not going to be able to change it back. —Margaret

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    Jacqueline Woodson

    My favorite reader is one that revisits books and gets something new out of them each time.

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    Jacqueline Woodson

    No matter how big you get, it's still okay to cry because everybody's got a right to their own tears.

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    Jacqueline Woodson

    Nothing in the world is like this- a bright white page with pale blue lines. The smell of a newly sharpened pencil the soft hush of it moving finally one day into letters.

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    Jacqueline Woodson

    One place exists as their interpretation of it. For the people living and thriving inside of it, it's another place.

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    Jacqueline Woodson

    People are going to judge you all the time no matter what you do...Don't worry about other people. Worry about you.

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    Jacqueline Woodson

    Racism doesn't know color, death doesn't know age, and pain doesn't know might.

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    Jacqueline Woodson

    Sometimes it seems as though not a moment has moved, but then you look up and you're already old or you already have a household of kids or you look down and see your feet are miles and miles away from the rest of you—and you realize you've grown up.

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    Jacqueline Woodson

    That's what makes best friends. It's not whether or not you live on the same block or go to the same school, but how you feel about each other in your hearts.

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    Jacqueline Woodson

    The empty swing set reminds us of this-- that bad won't be bad forever, and what is good can sometimes last a long, long time.