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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.
No one can write decently who is distrustful of the reader’s intelligence or whose attitude is patronizing.
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.
You may be able to take a break from writing, but you won’t be able to take a break from being a writer.
I get up in the morning, torture a typewriter until it screams, then stop.
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.
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.
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.
Substitute “damn” every time you’re inclined to write “very”; your editor will delete it and the writing will be just as it should be.
What I loved most about calling myself a reporter was that it gave me an excuse to show up anyplace.
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.
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.
My aim is to put down what I see and what I feel in the best and simplest way I can tell it.
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.




























