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Sunday, November 30, 2003
On Writing
This last week, whiskey river has had a whole string of posts about writers and writing. Thought provoking and well worth reading in full - here are some tasters:
"...The only time I know the truth is when it reveals itself at the point of my pen..."
- Norman Mailer
“...There comes a time when you realize that everything is a dream, and only those things preserved in writing have any possibility of being real...”
- James Salter
“...When you come close to succeeding, when the words pour out of you just right, you understand that these sentences are all part of a river flowing out of your own distant, hidden ranges, and all words become the dissolving snow that feeds your bright mountain streams forever...”
- Pat Conroy
“...The writer trusts nothing he writes - it should be too reckless and alive for that, it should be beautiful and menacing and slightly out of his control. It should want to live itself somehow...”
- Joy Williams
"...The only time I know the truth is when it reveals itself at the point of my pen..."
- Norman Mailer
“...There comes a time when you realize that everything is a dream, and only those things preserved in writing have any possibility of being real...”
- James Salter
“...When you come close to succeeding, when the words pour out of you just right, you understand that these sentences are all part of a river flowing out of your own distant, hidden ranges, and all words become the dissolving snow that feeds your bright mountain streams forever...”
- Pat Conroy
“...The writer trusts nothing he writes - it should be too reckless and alive for that, it should be beautiful and menacing and slightly out of his control. It should want to live itself somehow...”
- Joy Williams
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