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I haven’t got 10 rules that guarantee success, though I promise I’d share them if I did. The truth is that I found success by stumbling off alone in a direction most people thought was a dead end, breaking all the 1990s shibboleths about children’s books in the process.
No one can write decently who is distrustful of the reader’s intelligence or whose attitude is patronizing.
It is only natural to pattern yourself after someone. But you can’t just copy someone. If you like someone’s work, the important thing is to be exposed to everything that person has been exposed to.
My own experience is that once a story has been written, one has to cross out the beginning and the end. It is there that we authors do most of our lying.
Do you know what a playwright is? A playwright is someone who lets his guts hang out on the stage.
Critics are people who sit on the mountaintop and look down on the battlefield. When the fighting is finished, they take it upon themselves to come down from the mountain and shoot the survivors.
In Hollywood, the woods are full of people that learned to write but evidently can’t read. If they could read their stuff, they’d stop writing.
If one cannot enjoy reading a book over and over again, there is no use in reading it at all.
I get up in the morning, torture a typewriter until it screams, then stop.
If the sex scene doesn’t make you want to do it — whatever it is they’re doing — it hasn’t been written right.
What I loved most about calling myself a reporter was that it gave me an excuse to show up anyplace.
It took me fifteen years to discover I had no talent for writing, but I couldn’t give it up because by that time I was too famous.
Reading and weeping opens the door to one’s heart, but writing and weeping opens the window to one’s soul.
Socially, a journalist fits in somewhere between a whore and a bartender. But spiritually he stands beside Galileo. He knows the world is round.

























