I gradually realized that I was seeing another example of creative ebb, another step by another art on the road that may indeed end in extinction.
Stephen KingTags: writing creativity extinction writer-s-block writing-process
Some part of me knew from the first that what I wanted was not reality but myth.
Stephen KingTags: truth writing fantasy fiction creativity writing-process
But in the wake of 'Bullet,' all the guys wanted to know was, 'How's it doing? How's it selling?' How to tell them I didn't give a flying fuck how it was doing in the marketplace, that what I cared about was how it was doing in the reader's heart?
Stephen KingTags: money writing heart materialism caring writing-process reaching-out reaching-people what-matters
It's a hard life if you don't weaken.
Stephen KingTags: life life-lessons unhappiness steadfastness hardships being-strong hard-life
If you wrote something for which someone sent you a cheque, if you cashed the cheque and it didn't bounce, and if you then paid the light bill with the money, I consider you talented.
Stephen KingTags: money talent writing talents publishing earning professional payment
Por un instante, contemplando aquellos ojos enloquecidos, una especie de angustioso horror se apoderó de él y pensó: Hola, Frank. Eres tú, ¿verdad? ¿Hacía demasiado calor en el infierno?.
Stephen KingA veces ser una perra es el único escudo que tiene una mujer
Stephen KingAnd I believe happiness is the exact opposite of sadness, bitterness, and hatred: happiness should remain unexamined as long as possible.
Stephen KingAnd what about those [writers' workshop] critiques, by the way? How valuable are they? Not very, in my experience, sorry. A lot of them are maddeningly vague. I love the feeling of Peter's story, someone may say. It had something... a sense of I don't know... there's a loving kind of you know... I can't exactly describe it....
It seems to occur to few of the attendees that if you have a feeling you just can't describe, you might just be, I don't know, kind of like, my sense of it is, maybe in the wrong fucking class.
Tags: writing-craft
Goodbye, Sadie.
You never knew me, but I love you, honey.
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