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Jill McCorkle Biography

Jill Collins McCorkle (July 7, 1958 Lumberton, North Carolina) is an American short story writer and novelist.

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Humor - I see it as a survival skill.

Skills, Survival Skills, Survival, Skill, Humor

Steve Yarbrough is a masterful storyteller-one of our finest-and Safe from the Neighbors is a masterpiece. . . . This is a spellbinding, powerful novel.

Powerful, Safe, Neighbor, Yarbrough, Spellbinding, Masterful

Building a dollhouse is a lot like writing a novel because you are God of the Universe.

Writing, Building, Dollhouses, Dollhouse, God

There is a choice to make, a chance to take.

Choices, Chance, Make, Take, Choice

I think that marriage vows should include an escape clause that says the contract is broken if one party ups and makes a big switch in religion or politics or aesthetic taste. I mean, these shifts just aren't fair, and we need an easier way out.

Marriage, Party, Mean, Easier, Broken

For me, a happy ending is not everything works out just right and there is a big bow, it's more coming to a place where a person has a clear vision of his or her own life in a way that enables them to kind of throw down their crutches and walk.

Work Out, Vision, Way, Clear, Walk, Big

Certainly if I were to think in terms of a field that would have required a different mode of education, I think I would have leaned in the direction of being a therapist. And without the education, or a different kind of education, I think my first choice would be a landscape architect. I love to garden.

Garden, Thinking, Choices, Think, Love, Kind

I thought that we were all like trees, flexible youths, saplings, who grow up heavy and stiff, spread seeds and get chopped down and turned into notebook paper.

Notebook, Growing Up, Tree, Trees, Turned, Stiff

We used to all come outside when the streetlights came on and prowl the neighborhood in a pack, a herd of kids on banana-seat bikes and minibikes. The grown-ups looked so silly framed in their living-room and kitchen windows. They complained about their days and signed deep sighs of depression and loss. They talked about how spoiled and lucky children were these days. We will never be that way, we said, we will never say those things.

Children, Kids, Loss, Prowl, Silly, Things

If a nuclear disaster occurred, and you had to live out those final painful days just stretched out somewhere thinking about your life--This is who I am. This is what I love. This is what I believe--who would you want hearing your whispers? Or perhaps better: Who do you trust to hear your whispers? Whose breath do you want mingled with your own? Whose flesh still warm beside you?

Believe, Thinking About You, Who I Am, Hearing, Occurred, Breath

You will never be as smart as your subconscious.

Smart, Subconscious

The silver friend knows your present and the gold friend knows all of your past dirt and glories. Once in a blue moon there is someone who knows it all, someone who knows and accepts you unconditionally, someone who is there for life.

Blue, Glories, Gold, Moon, Past, Present

I feel very protective in the first draft, when all the pieces are coming together. I work in a way that is not linear or chronological at all, even with the short story. I will just be writing bits and pieces, and then when I have all the pieces on the table, that for me is when it feels like the real work begins.

Draft, Linear, Real, Together, Writing