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Thank your readers and the critics who praise you, and then ignore them. Write for the most intelligent, wittiest, wisest audience in the universe: Write to please yourself.
What I loved most about calling myself a reporter was that it gave me an excuse to show up anyplace.
Anecdotes don’t make good stories. Generally, I dig down underneath them so far that the story that finally comes out is not what people thought their anecdotes were about.
My aim is to put down what I see and what I feel in the best and simplest way I can tell it.
Writing is the only thing that, when I do it, I don’t feel I should be doing something else.
Every writer with half a brain knows to surround himself or herself with editors who are smarter, far more articulate and infinitely better looking.
Books aren’t written, they’re rewritten. Including your own. It is one of the hardest things to accept, especially after the seventh rewrite hasn’t quite done it.
Socially, a journalist fits in somewhere between a whore and a bartender. But spiritually he stands beside Galileo. He knows the world is round.
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.
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.
A good novel tells us the truth about its hero; but a bad novel tells us the truth about its author.
There are three primal urges in human beings: Food, sex, and rewriting someone else’s play.
If the sex scene doesn’t make you want to do it — whatever it is they’re doing — it hasn’t been written right.
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.

























