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Amy Waldman (born May 21, 1969) is an American author and journalist. She was a reporter with the New York Times for a total of eight years. For three years she was co-chief of the South Asia bureau. Before that she covered Harlem, Brooklyn, the Bronx, and the aftermath of 9/11.

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In architecture, space was a material to be shaped, even created. For these men, the material was silence. Silence like water in which you could drown, the absence of talk as constricting as the absence of air.

Absence, Air, Architecture, Like, Men, Space

In America time was gold; in Bangladesh, corrugated tin.

America, Bangladesh, Corrugated, Gold, Tin

My parents are aging and there are difficult issues. It's strange to have children at the beginning of life and parents nearing the end.

Children, Issues, Parent, Aging, Nearing, Parents

[s]he was a compulsive pessimist, always looking for the soft brown spot in the fruit, pressing so hard she created it.

Brown, Compulsive, Fruit, Pessimist, Soft

I think in the wake of 9
11, like a lot of Americans, you know, we were all very traumatized by the attacks, traumatized in a totally different way by some of what happened afterward in response. And I think there have been these questions hovering in the past decade of, what kind of country are we? Who are we?

Country, Happened, Past, Response, Thinking, Traumatized

Fiction just has a lot more room for ambivalence and internal conflict, contradiction, and for me that sums up so much of what people felt after 9
11 - confusion even. And I think that's hard to capture in journalism.

Confusion, Contradiction, Fiction, Journalism, People, Thinking

Sorrow can be a bully.

Bully, Sorrow

Fabricating reality was criminal; editing it, commonplace.

Commonplace, Criminals, Editing, Reality

While researching 'The Submission,' I went to a protest against the Ground Zero mosque in New York when I was about to give birth to twins. It was about 100 degrees. People thought I was very dedicated.

100, Ground, Mosque, New York, People, Zero

My children, who are almost two: watching them develop has made me pay much closer attention to how we become who we are.

Attention, Children, Develop, Pay, Two

Religious speech is extreme, emotional, and motivational. It is anti-literal, relying on metaphor, allusion, and other rhetorical devices, and it assumes knowledge within a community of believers.

Assumes, Community, Emotional, Extreme, Motivational, Religious

As a novelist, you deepen your characters as you go, adding layers. As a reporter, you try to peel layers away: observing subjects enough to get beneath the surface, re-questioning a source to find the facts. But these processes aren't so different.

Character, Trying, Novelists, Peel, Characters, Novelist

I wasn't sitting around years ago thinking, 'I really want to write a novel.

Thinking, Write, Writing, Years

Over the centuries, and even today, the Bible and Christian theology have helped justify the Crusades, slavery, violence against gays, and the murder of doctors who perform abortions. The words themselves are latent, inert, harmless - until they aren't.

Centuries, Christian, Doctors, Gay, Gays, Helped

The September 11, 2001, attacks on the World Trade Center and the Pentagon prompted a fundamental shift in the American government's approach to Islamic terrorism.

Attacks, Government, Islamic, September 11, Trade

Nothing in life gets dropped without someone else having to pick it up.

Dropped, Gets, Having, Nothing, Pick, Picks

Marrying Cal, the scion of a family whose wealth dated to the Industrial Revolution and had multiplied through every turn of the American economy since, ought to have eased her worries about failing to climb as high as she believed she deserved. But the money was his, not theirs. The unspoken power this gave him kept her from asking: Why don't you stay home?

Asking Why, Eased, Gave, Home, Worries, Worry

Imagination, it turns out, is a great deal like reporting in your own head. Here is a paradox of fiction-writing. You are crafting something from nothing, which means, in one sense, that none of it is true. Yet in the writing, and perhaps in the reading, some of a character's actions or lines are truer than others.

Actions, Character, Reading, Sense, Truer, Writing

Jealousy clings to love's underside like bats to a bridge.

Bats, Bridge, Bridges, Clings, Like

So the premise of 'The Submission' is that there's an anonymous competition to design a 9
11 memorial and it's won by an American Muslim, an architect born and raised in Virginia, and his name is Mohammad Khan.

Anonymous, Competition, Design, Names, Premise, Virginia

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