Someone Who Will Love You in All Your Damaged Glory: Stories: Raphael Bob-Waksberg

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Perhaps, also, my standards are too high. I love short stories, and I read a lot of them. I particularly love Keret, Kishon, and Murakami's various collections of shorts.

And you’ll smile at this man and wonder if he too, like all those who came before him, will someday be a bittersweet memory, will someday be felled by the same foolish blunder of knowing you a little too well and yet also somehow not enough.” I’m kind of a sweet and salty kind of guy. That’s always been my writing—a little bit of both. But as I’ve gotten older, I have gotten less cynical. There was a long time where I was like, I’m gonna be single forever. Relationships are doomed to fail. Nobody can really know you … ‘We live alone in the house of the heart.’ That’s Brian Doyle [who famously considered the capacity of humans to love], another influence. The town is full of these triggers, and the longer you live here, the more land mines you set. There’s the Gap at Astor Place, the bathroom at the Crocodile Lounge—the odds of stumbling into the lingering smoke of an old flame are staggering, and increasing still with every new significant instant spent with another significant other. Per-haps every can of cashews has a fake snake lurking, but you keep opening them, stupidly, because in your heart of hearts you still believe in cashews.”in that way that you love something when you’re at a place in your life when you’re ready to love something and there’s a thing there that you can love.” You Want to Know What Plays Are Like? – my other favorite, this blurs together expectations about theater and how difficult parts of family history can’t be escaped, in art or in real life

Better question: What happened to our society to make it so we view damaged things as somehow incomplete?” we will laugh about how there was a time, not even that long ago, when we hadn’t even met, and what were we doing not meeting, who were we fooling, whose time were we wasting?”A portrait of the artist as a young woman. A novel about not just discovering but inventing oneself. And then the two of you sat on the steps of the cathedral for a very long time without saying anything. this is dinner happening. this is the story that started turning it around for me. fun fact: i don't usually love dog-voiced stories, but this one made me smile and got me all soft in the heart. in a book filled with love stories, this one--about the waxing and waning of a human romance seen through the fuzzy filter of doggy-understanding -- this is the one that got me a little choked up. It was easy,” she replied. “I asked your grandfather, ‘Do you think we should get married?’ And he said, ‘Let’s ask the monkeys. Hey, monkeys! You think we should get married?’ And the monkeys were laughing, and he said, ‘I think that’s a yes.’”

more of the you that you already are," which took me a while to get into; which takes place at a themepark of dead presidents; and which is weird and funny and sad.You and Eric looked at each other, in the shadow of that cathe­dral, and you saw Eric’s face fall, as you had often seen it fall, in that just-so-Eric way. Le altre sono o storie simil Lundini, oppure articolate bene ma che finiscono in una specie di "vorrei ma non posso". Users who reposted Someone Who Will Love You in All Your Damaged Glory by Raphael Bob-Waksberg, read by Raphael Bob-Waksberg, Various

Giorgis: Sure, especially when the category of “everyperson” has so often not been neutral. It’s usually meant as “white male.” How did you think about establishing moments of specificity, as you do with some of the characters’ names, which nod to specific ethnicities? The "dazzling, exhilarating" ( San Francisco Chronicle) debut novel from one of this century's most groundbreaking writers Perhaps my expectations for this particular book were too high -- in his publicity event, Bob-Waksberg talked confidently (if sarcastically) about how he was a good writer. And I'd already read a lot of nice things about it. The Average of All Possible Things – when an average girl with an average life and an average job has a rough breakup, but admitting things aren’t quite average is a little too hard

At one point, Eric looked at you and, grinning, said, “Hey, you’ve got a little . . .” and as he reached for your face, you instinctively jerked away from his hand. You didn’t mean anything by it, this flinch—it just happened—but in an instant, the whole day fell apart. another little bitty comedic interlude of a story. it’s that thing when you’re meeting someone for dinner but you’re hungry NOW and you shove whatever’s handy into your face to tide you over and it’s not that you don’t enjoy the eating of it but you’re really ready for dinner to happen. But now I feel known and I feel loved. So I would like to think that future books I write will be able to maintain a little bit of everything. I’ve allowed myself to change and write in ways that reflect how I feel about things now. Some of the stories in this book I could not write now, so I’m happy to have this record of them.