
I found this in the August 2nd, 2019, New York Times. Fun reading…if you’re not suffering from reader’s block:

I found this in the August 2nd, 2019, New York Times. Fun reading…if you’re not suffering from reader’s block:
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.
Asking a working writer what he thinks about critics is like asking a lamppost how it feels about dogs.
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.
The most valuable of all talents is that of never using two words when one will do.
If the sex scene doesn’t make you want to do it — whatever it is they’re doing — it hasn’t been written right.
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.
If you have an idea that you genuinely think is good, don’t let some idiot talk you out of it.
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.
If one cannot enjoy reading a book over and over again, there is no use in reading it at all.
Do you know what a playwright is? A playwright is someone who lets his guts hang out on the stage.
I do not over-intellectualize the production process. I try to keep it simple: Tell the damned story.
I write the last line, and then I write the line before that. I find myself writing backwards for a while, until I have a solid sense of how that ending sounds and feels. You have to know what your voice sounds like at the end of the story, because it tells you how to sound when you begin.
























