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If one cannot enjoy reading a book over and over again, there is no use in reading it at all.
There are three primal urges in human beings: Food, sex, and rewriting someone else’s play.
I get up in the morning, torture a typewriter until it screams, then stop.
If my poetry aims to achieve anything, it’s to deliver people from the limited ways in which they see and feel.
I have long felt that any reviewer who expresses rage and loathing for a novel is preposterous. He or she is like a person who has just put on full armor and attacked a hot fudge sundae or banana split.
Writers aren’t people exactly. Or, if they’re any good, they’re a whole lot of people trying so hard to be one person.
It begins with a character, usually, and once he stands up on his feet and begins to move, all I can do is trot along behind him with a paper and pencil, trying to keep up long enough to put down what he says and does.
I have a structured songwriting process. I start with the music and try to come up with musical ideas, then the melody, then the hook, and the lyrics come last.
Ever heard of a carpenter not going to work because he has “carpenter’s block”? If a writer can’t write, it’s because he doesn’t really want to, he isn’t ready to get it on paper or he’s just plain lazy.
You may be able to take a break from writing, but you won’t be able to take a break from being a writer.
A writer without interest or sympathy for the foibles of his fellow man is not conceivable as a writer.
What I loved most about calling myself a reporter was that it gave me an excuse to show up anyplace.

























