There is a stereotype out there about writers. They’re talented and frustrated and hit the bottle way too often. Maybe the reason Read More...

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.
Keep a small can of WD-40 on your desk — away from any open flames — to remind yourself that if you don’t write daily, you will get rusty.
No writer has ever yet been known to hang himself as long as he had another chapter left.
If you have an idea that you genuinely think is good, don’t let some idiot talk you out of it.
A true author, no matter the medium, is an artist with godlike knowledge of his subject, and the proof of his authorship is that his pages smack of authority.
Writing has laws of perspective, of light and shade, just as painting does, or music. If you are born knowing them, fine. If not, learn them. Then rearrange the rules to suit yourself.
Writing is the only thing that, when I do it, I don’t feel I should be doing something else.
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.
The fact is, I don’t know where my ideas come from. Nor does any writer. The only real answer is to drink way too much coffee and buy yourself a desk that doesn’t collapse when you beat your head against it.
What I loved most about calling myself a reporter was that it gave me an excuse to show up anyplace.
A writer without interest or sympathy for the foibles of his fellow man is not conceivable as a writer.
I get up in the morning, torture a typewriter until it screams, then stop.
If one cannot enjoy reading a book over and over again, there is no use in reading it at all.
























