You Know, I Can Imagine Not Writing

Every Object Strives For Its Proper Place. A Book Seeks To Be Near Its Truest Admirer. Just As This Helpless Moth Seeks To Be Near The Candle That Infatuates Him.

Revision Has Its Own Peculiar Pleasures And Its Own Peculiar Frustrations. The Ground Rules Are Already Established; The Characters Already Exist. You Don't Have To Bring The Characters To Life, But You Do Have To Make Them More Convincing.

Dear Though The Reader Might Be, I'd Be Silly To Cater To What The Reader Wanted.

I Have A Reputation For Being Hermitlike. I'm Not. I'm Just Obsessed With My Work.

I Don't Pick And Choose Subjects Or Settings; They Pick And Choose Me.