A Writer Must Say Yes To Life.

I Don't Know Anything But Writing Practice, And So What I Really Do Is Direct That Energy As If It Were Flowing Down A River.

The Harder You Chase Something, The Faster You Go And The Less You're Able To Let Life Meet Life. If You're Having Difficulty Coming Up With New Ideas, Then Slow Down.

The Muscles Of Writing Are Not So Visible, But They Are Just As Powerful: Determination, Attention, Curiosity, A Passionate Heart.

Tulips Come Up In Spring For No Reason. Of Course, You Planted Bulbs And Now In April The Earth Warms Up. But Why? For No Reason Except Gravity. Why Gravity? For No Reason. And Why Did You Plant Red Tulip Bulbs To Begin With? For Beauty, Which Is Itself And Has No Reason. So The World Is Empty. Things Rise And Fall For No Reason. And What A Great Opportunity That Is! You Can Start Writing Again At Any Minute. Let Go Of All Your Failures And Sit Down And Write Something Great. Or Write Something Terrible And Feel Great About It.

This Is What Metaphor Is. It Is Not Saying That An Ant Is An Elephant. Perhaps; Both Are Alive. No. Metaphor Is Saying The Ant Is An Elephant. Now, Logically Speaking, I Know There Is A Difference. If You Put Elephants And Ants Before Me, I Believe That Every Time I Will Correctly Identify The Elephant And The Ant. So Metaphor Must Come From A Very Different Place Than That Of The Logical, Intelligent Mind. It Comes From A Place That Is Very Courageous, Willing To Step Out Of Our Preconceived Ways Of Seeing Things And Open So Large That It Can See The Oneness In An Ant And In An Elephant.