Over and over I feel as if my characters know who they are, and what happens to them, and where they have been and where they will go, and what they are capable of doing, but they need me to write it down for them because their handwriting is so bad.

“What a mess we are, I thought. But this is usually where any hope of improvemen…”

“I think that is why we stay close to our families, no matter how neurotic the m…”

“He told me about his monster. His sounded just like mine without quite so much …”

“All good writers write [terrible first drafts.] This is how they end up with go…”