What doesn’t kill us gives us something new to write about.
The writing that so thrills and exhilarates you, as if you were dancing right next to the band, is barely audible to anyone else.
Don’t ask for advice too much. Go with you, as gritty as that might be at times.
Writing is like having sex. The people who never shut up about doing it are usually the ones who don’t know what the hell they’re doing.
You need three things to become a successful novelist: talent, luck and discipline. Discipline is the one element of those three things that you can control, and so that is the one that you have to focus on controlling, and you just have to hope and trust in the other two.
Meggie Folchart: Having writer’s block? Maybe I can help.
Fenoglio: Oh yes, that’s right. You want to be a writer, don’t you?
Meggie Folchart: You say that as if it’s a bad thing.
Fenoglio: Oh no, it’s just a lonely thing. Sometimes the world you create on the page seems more friendly and alive than the world you actually live in.
I’ve always loved the night, when everyone else is asleep and the world is all mine. It’s quiet and dark-the perfect time for creativity.
Caught red-handed for exclamation abuse.
The story comes, and it is pure story. That’s all I set out to write. But I don’t believe that we can write any kind of story without including, whether we intend to or not, our response to the world around us.
I refuse to give up when things go wrong because there is always a sliver lining behind the cloud.