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Marisa Silver

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    As we change, the way in which we are perceived in terms of our relevance, our value, our beauty, and sexual potency changes.

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    Because answers are inert things that stop inquiry. They make you think you have finished looking. But you are never finished. There are always discoveries that will turn everything you think you know on its head and that will make you ask all over again: Who are we?

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    But every age deserves its fashion and its forms, and no one can control what survives.

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    I guess I'm drawn to stories of people whose physicality puts them on the outside of things in order to explore the ways in which an identity is formed around these prevailing attitudes.

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    I'm interested in endurance. People persist in the face of the most excruciating hardships.

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    In fact, not knowing is a necessary condition of writing for me. I don't know how else to reach something unexpected. I have to be as in the dark as my characters.

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    The language of the novel differs from the just-the-facts language of the old tales. It's robust and earthy, sometimes even baroque.

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    The story has to flow from an unstructured, felt place, but then I have to bring my analytical brain to bear on issues of craft.

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    Things, very strange things, happen in folktales and there is never much attention given to the whys and wherefores.

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    We are like flowers always reaching up towards some shred of light. I find this wondrous, nearly magical, certainly brave.

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    We grow, we mature, some of us give birth, we age, we die.

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    Why did people try to shush trouble away as if it were an unruly child?

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    Writing, for me, is always a dance between the critical part of my brain and the subconscious.

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    When Doris had died so long ago, it was weeks before Mary could think clearly and remember what she was supposed to do the next minute and then the minute after that. Even though Doris had shown Mary how to get rid of the chiggers that burrowed under the skin or how to add potatoes to bread to make it heavy so it would fill a stomach faster, she had never explained how she had survived the death of a husband and the loss of a child. Parents never told their real secrets. They never let you know how they lived in the spaces between working and cooking and running after children and counting dollars.