So you need to deliver a speech, let’s say 20 minutes long, to salespeople. You’ve got a new product ready to push out to Read More...
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.
Ever heard of a carpenter not going to work because he has “carpenter’s block”? If a writer can’t write, it’s because he doesn’t really want to, he isn’t ready to get it on paper or he’s just plain lazy.
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 get up in the morning, torture a typewriter until it screams, then stop.
There are three primal urges in human beings: Food, sex, and rewriting someone else’s play.
Writing is not necessarily something to be ashamed of, but do it in private and wash your hands afterwards.
Writing has laws of perspective, of light and shade, just as painting does, or music. If you are born knowing them, fine. If not, learn them. Then rearrange the rules to suit yourself.
Reading and weeping opens the door to one’s heart, but writing and weeping opens the window to one’s soul.
My aim is to put down what I see and what I feel in the best and simplest way I can tell it.

























