Sometimes I make my life a living hell by writing complex stories with complex characters. But I love it.
Kevin James BreauxTags: humor writing funny insporational
There are days when I get lost in the business of surviving in this world. I stop and enter my closet of writing, at first I feel like an outsider reading my own thoughts, and then I am magically reunited with myself. Writing reminds me that I am a spirit, that there will always be a new chance tomorrow, if I stay steadfast today. – Marsha Gomes-Mckie
Marsha Gomes-MckieTo write is your last resort when you've betrayed someone.
Jean GenetThe professor leaned forward. “But there’s nothing more profound than creating something out of nothing.” Her lovely face turned fierce. “Think about it Cath. That’s what makes a god—or a mother. There’s nothing more intoxicating than creating something from nothing. Creating something from yourself.
Rainbow RowellTags: writing creativity creative-process motherhood
I stopped pretending to myself that I was anything other than what I was, and began to direct all my energy into finishing the only work that mattered to me.
J.K. RowlingTags: success purpose writing work pretending
The novel was set in an unspecified near future, because setting a novel in the present in a time of unprecedented technological and social dislocation seemed to me shortsighted.... To write a book set in the present, circa 2013, is to write about the distant past.
Gary ShteyngartTags: books future writing change technology novels rate-of-change super-sad-true-love-story technological-advancement
When writing, I always find that you should write through an obstacle instead of editing it out.
Joseph HuntAs we write we summon little demons.
Neil GaimanWhy fantasize about what you already experience? I go to the written word for places and faces that I don't get at home. Hot people in hot climates. Sex acts I can hardly imagine. Porn is about the unachievable ... and, therefore, the inherently desirable.
Belle de JourTags: writing erotica erotic-romance
We fret about words, we writers. Words mean. Words point. They are arrows. Arrows stuck in the rough hide of reality. And the more portentous, more general the word, the more they also resemble rooms or tunnels. They can expand, or cave in. They can come to be filled with a bad smell. They will often remind us of other rooms, where we'd rather dwell or where we think we are already living. They can be spaces we lose the art or the wisdom of inhabiting. And eventually those volumes of mental intention we no longer know how to inhabit, will be abandoned, boarded up, closed down.
Susan SontagTags: writing susan-sontag
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