I have lived in fantasy any time I believed my well-being was the consequence of some result or condition.
Read MoreI waited as I often do at the page when nothing good is coming.
Read MoreTo write, I must go somewhere devoid of anyone’s opinion except my own.
Read MoreIt’s a tricky balance, caring enough about the results to enjoy the game but also remembering that these results actually mean nothing.
Read MoreYou have to know there’s always something alive and interesting beneath that peaceful surface even though you can’t see it
Read MoreWe all must be willing to answer the question: Is the fact that I’m interested in telling these stories enough of a reason to do it?
Read MoreNo one can save you. We are all the jailer and the jailed.
Read MoreI’ve learned I alone can’t stop a complaint train once a gang of us starts riding it.
Read MoreThe magic does not recognize times of day or quality of sunlight or the freshness of coffee.
Read MoreAs writers and artists, ours is a journey for which uncertainty is an inevitable and enduring companion.
Read MoreWhat everyone wants is to be interested and excited and satisfied with what they read or see or eat.
Read MoreWe believe only other people can tell us whether our stuff is any good or not.
Read MoreThe future is my outline; the present is the sentence I’m finding right now.
Read MoreI’m not saying we invent all our problems to keep our life interesting, but I do find myself wondering if we invent most of them.
Read MoreMy response was so immediate and intense it was as if a trigger had been pulled in me.
Read MoreThere is something immediately exciting about another person bringing their imagination to a project that had previously lived entirely in my mind.
Read MoreWhat’s the opposite of greed? I thought.
Read MoreHow easy it is to misplace the source of my discomfort.
Read MoreThere are so many thoughts that wander into our heads that are absolutely incompatible with writing.
Read MoreThere is something inherently friendly about recognition, the light feeling I get when I glance through a crowd, and there to my surprise is a face I know.
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