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:
Writing is not necessarily something to be ashamed of, but do it in private and wash your hands afterwards.
Reading and weeping opens the door to one’s heart, but writing and weeping opens the window to one’s soul.
There are three primal urges in human beings: Food, sex, and rewriting someone else’s play.
It begins with a character, usually, and once he stands up on his feet and begins to move, all I can do is trot along behind him with a paper and pencil, trying to keep up long enough to put down what he says and does.
Editor: A person employed by a newspaper, whose business it is to separate the wheat from the chaff, and to see that the chaff is printed.
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.
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 do not over-intellectualize the production process. I try to keep it simple: Tell the damned story.
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.
If my poetry aims to achieve anything, it’s to deliver people from the limited ways in which they see and feel.
Writing is the only thing that, when I do it, I don’t feel I should be doing something else.
Do you know what a playwright is? A playwright is someone who lets his guts hang out on the stage.
To me, movies and music go hand in hand. When I’m writing a script, one of the first things I do is find the music I’m going to play for the opening sequence.