Someone somewhere will be influenced by your story. It’s inevitable.
Read MoreThere is nothing more painful than not acknowledging that I love what I love.
Read MoreThe story is wiser than I am, knows more than I do.
Read MoreI cannot believe that some stories are better than other stories, or that some writers are better than other writers.
Read MoreIt wasn’t that these students didn’t know how to write a story, it was that they didn’t know they knew how to write a story.
Read MoreThe writing muscle is a seeing muscle that can’t be seen.
Read MoreThe award was my proof, the three-dimensional evidence to which I could point if some odious doubter questions my stories’ worth.
Read MoreYou can try to confine yourself in a silent cell, safe from winds of other people’s pleasure, but you cannot keep yourself from growing.
Read MoreI am always most interested in how we are the same.
Read MoreI have probably heard a thousand writers describe what it is to write, and it always sounds the same.
Read MoreI have to give what I’ve seen all my attention so I can learn what form it will take outside of my mind.
Read MoreShame blocks out of the light of learning, hoping to extinguish past experiences.
Read MoreThere’s no escaping the choice you have to make about how much there is in life to go around.
Read MoreWe would with equal force reject our own extinction.
Read MoreMine has been a lifelong practice of learning whose guidance to follow.
Read MoreTime is a funny commodity. I have complained that I’ve had too much and not enough of it.
Read MoreEverything we dream is real as soon as we dream it.
Read MoreI had to take Joyce off the altar on which I’d placed him, and put life on that altar instead.
Read MoreI had found my compass, the internal light by which all my creative endeavors would be guided.
Read MoreI wasn’t trying to get anything. I just wanted to share something that felt good to share.
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