Writers, At Least Writers Of Fiction, Are

People Do Not Love Those Whose Eyes Show That They Are Somewhere Else

I Went To Work In 1962, And By '64 I Was Writing All The Time, Every Night And Every Weekend. It Didn't Occur To Me That, Having Read Nothing And Knowing Nothing, I Was In No Position To Write A Book.

It's Like Standing On The Edge Of A Cliff. This Is Especially True Of The First Draft. Every Day You're Making Up The Earth You're Going To Stand On.

Writers, At Least Writers Of Fiction, Are Always Full Of Anxiety And Worry.

Writers Are Always Envious, Mean-minded, Filled With Rage And Envyat Other's Good Fortune. There Is Nothing Like The Failure Of A Close Friend To Cheer Us Up.