I work at home, in the country, and days will go by when, except for my husband and son and the occasional UPS man, the only sentient creatures that see me are my chickens and turkeys. Susan Orlean chickencountrycreature Change image and share on social
Why, I wonder, should the popularity of a news story matter to me? Does it mean it's a good story or just a seductive one? Susan Orlean goodmatternews Change image and share on social
I love writing traditional magazine pieces, and especially their breadth of reporting and the deliberateness of the writing. Susan Orlean breadthdeliberatenesslove Change image and share on social
In an interesting inversion of status, the reigning breed in the dog park these days is the really-oddball-unidentifiable-mixed-breed-mutt-found-wandering-the-street or its equivalent. The stranger the mutt the better; the more peculiar the circumstance of it coming into your life, the better. Susan Orlean breedcircumstancecome share on social
Living in a rural setting exposes you to so many marvelous things - the natural world and the particular texture of small-town life, and the exhilarating experience of open space. Susan Orlean exhilarateexperienceexpose Change image and share on social
I rarely listen to commercial radio, and when I do, I'm shocked by how many ads there are, and how annoying they are, and how bad the radio station usually is. Susan Orlean annoybadcommercial Change image and share on social
Oversized houses, like oversized cars, seem to be a particularly American fixation. Susan Orlean americancarfixation Change image and share on social
I went to a football school, which meant that I went to a university that served up education and was simultaneously operating a sports franchise. Susan Orlean educationfootballfranchise Change image and share on social
I have worked on PCs and on Macs and, while I have my preferences, I don't find it crippling to work on one rather than the other. Susan Orlean cripplefindmac Change image and share on social
I was never any good at remembering dates, but now I hardly have to. When the first bulb catalogs get delivered and the hens start laying again, that's all the notice I'll need to know that winter has passed. Susan Orlean bulbcatalogdate share on social