She was clean": no piercings, tattoos, or scarifications. All the kids were now. And who could blame them, Alex thought, after watching three generations of flaccid tattoos droop like moth-eaten upholstery over poorly stuffed biceps and saggy asses?
Jennifer Eganhappened as I listened: I felt pain. Not in my head, not in my arm, not in my leg; everywhere at once. I told myself there was no difference between being โinsideโ and being โoutside,โ that it all came down to Xโs and Oโs that could be acquired in any number of different ways, but the pain increased to a point where I thought I might collapse, and I limped away.
Jennifer EganWhat he needed was to find fifty more people like him, who had stopped being themselves without realizing it.
Jennifer EganBe willing and unafraid to write badly, because often the bad stuff...forms a base on which to build something better.
Jennifer Egan