So, borrowing other people’s words this time!
“Most writers regard the truth as their most valuable possession, and therefore are most economical in its use.”
—Mark Twain
“If you can tell stories, create characters, devise incidents, and have sincerity and passion, it doesn’t matter a damn how you write.”
—Somerset Maugham
“Writing is not necessarily something to be ashamed of, but do it in private and wash your hands afterwards.”
― Robert Heinlein
“There is no way that writers can be tamed and rendered civilized or even cured. The only solution known to science is to provide the patient with an isolation room, where he can endure the acute stages in private and where food can be poked in to him with a stick.”There is no way that writers can be tamed and rendered civilized or even cured. The only solution known to science is to provide the patient with an isolation room, where he can endure the acute stages in private and where food can be poked in to him with a stick.”
― Robert A. Heinlein
“I’m afraid of coaching, of writer’s classes, of writer’s magazines, of books on how to write. They give me centipede trouble – you know the yarn about the centipede who was asked how he managed all his feet? He tried to answer, stopped to think about it, and was never able to walk another step.”
― Robert A. Heinlein
“Who is more real? Homer or Ulysses? Shakespeare or Hamlet? Burroughs or Tarzan?”
― Robert A. Heinlein
“You do an awful lot of bad writing in order to do any good writing. Incredibly bad. I think it would be very interesting to make a collection of some of the worst writing by good writers.”
―William S. Burroughs
“There are three rules for writing the novel. Unfortunately, no one knows what they are.” —W. Somerset Maugham
“The best time to plan a book is while you’re doing the dishes.”
—Agatha Christie
“I have never listened to anyone who criticized my taste in space travel, sideshows or gorillas. When this occurs, I pack up my dinosaurs and leave the room.”
― Ray Bradbury
“You must write every single day of your life… You must lurk in libraries and climb the stacks like ladders to sniff books like perfumes and wear books like hats upon your crazy heads… may you be in love every day for the next 20,000 days. And out of that love, remake a world.”
― Ray Bradbury
“Don’t ask for guarantees. And don’t look to be saved in any one thing, person, machine, or library. Do your own bit of saving, and if you drown, at least die knowing you were heading for shore.”
― Ray Bradbury
“Writing is the most fun you can have by yourself.”
― Terry Pratchett
“There’s no such thing as writer’s block. That was invented by people in California who couldn’t write.”
― Terry Pratchett
“I have to write because if I don’t get something down then after a while I feel it’s going to bang the side of my head off.”
― Terry Pratchett
So many good ones there…
And all true
How is writing both torture *and* therapy? Riddle me that one, folks.
*goes off to hammer away at the Chapter That Will Not Be Tamed.*
Because it can be hard to do well at times, and it lets you express emotions that otherwise could be detrimental to society? (Write a fight scene instead of screaming at your boss/the dog/other family members, and so on.)
The next real literary “rebels” in this country might well emerge as some weird bunch of anti-rebels, born oglers who dare somehow to back away from ironic watching, who have the childish gall actually to endorse and instantiate single-entendre principles. Who treat of plain old untrendy human troubles and emotions in U.S. life with reverence and conviction. Who eschew self-consciousness and hip fatigue. These anti-rebels would be outdated, of course, before they even started. Dead on the page. Too sincere. Clearly repressed. Backward, quaint, naive, anachronistic. Maybe that’ll be the point. Maybe that’s why they’ll be the next real rebels. Real rebels, as far as I can see, risk disapproval. The old postmodern insurgents risked the gasp and squeal: shock, disgust, outrage, censorship, accusations of socialism, anarchism, nihilism. Today’s risks are different. The new rebels might be artists willing to risk the yawn, the rolled eyes, the cool smile, the nudged ribs, the parody of gifted ironists, the “Oh how banal”. To risk accusations of sentimentality, melodrama. Of overcredulity. Of softness. Of willingness to be suckered by a world of lurkers and starers who fear gaze and ridicule above imprisonment without law. Who knows.
― David Foster Wallace
The Pratchett quote. Yeah, that’s me. It’s the only reason I started what has become a 94k+ novel. I’m not even done yet but at least it’s leaving me alone now
It’s why I write.