I love to write. I have always loved writing. That was my first love.
Sometimes I’ve called writing a disease. If so, I’m glad that it caught me.
I only type every third night. I have no plan. My mind is a blank. I sit down. The typewriter gives me things I don’t even know I’m working on. It’s a free lunch. A free dinner. I don’t know how long it is going to continue, but so far there is nothing easier than […]
It’s a sad fact about our culture that a poet can earn much more money writing or talking about his art than he can by practicing it.
Academic writing is such a different way of writing.
I can’t speak for other artists; every group has a different approach. For us, it will always be important to keep working hard, dancing better, writing better songs, touring, and setting an example.
My first attraction to writing novels was the plot, that almost extinct animal. Those novels I read which made me want to be a novelist were long, always plotted, novels – not just Victorian novels, but also those of my New England ancestors: Herman Melville and Nathaniel Hawthorne.
My favorite thing in life is writing about life, specifically the parts of life concerning love. Because, as far as I’m concerned, love is absolutely everything.
You cannot hope to sweep someone else away by the force of your writing until it has been done to you.
Nothing matters but the writing. There has been nothing else worthwhile… a stain upon the silence.