“Tomorrow may be hell, but today was a good writing day, and on the good writing days nothing else matters.”
― Neil Gaiman
Tuesday, January 03, 2017
Neil Gaiman
Kurt Vonnegut
The arts are not a way to make a living. They are a very human way of making life more bearable. Practicing an art, no matter how well or badly, is a way to make your soul grow, for heaven's sake. Sing in the shower. Dance to the radio. Tell stories. Write a poem to a friend, even a lousy poem. Do it as well as you possibly can. You will get an enormous reward. You will have created something.”
― Kurt Vonnegut, A Man Without a Country
Anne Frank
“I can shake off everything as I write; my sorrows disappear, my courage is reborn.”
― Anne Frank
Louis L'Amour
“Start writing, no matter what. The water does not flow until the faucet is turned on.”
― Louis L'Amour
Kurt Vonnegut
“We have to continually be jumping off cliffs and developing our wings on the way down.”
― Kurt Vonnegut, If This Isn't Nice, What Is?: Advice for the Young
Philip Pullman
“After nourishment, shelter and companionship, stories are the thing we need most in the world.”
― Philip Pullman
Frank Herbert
“There is no real ending. It’s just the place where you stop the story.”
― Frank Herbert
Words
“Words can be like X-rays if you use them properly -- they’ll go through anything. You read and you’re pierced.”
― Aldous Huxley, Brave New World
Ray Bradbury
“You must stay drunk on writing so reality cannot destroy you.”
― Ray Bradbury, Zen in the Art of Writing
Article
How do you become a superager? Which activities, if any, will increase your chances of remaining mentally sharp into old age? We’re still studying this question, but our best answer at the moment is: work hard at something. Many labs have observed that these critical brain regions increase in activity when people perform difficult tasks, whether the effort is physical or mental. You can therefore help keep these regions thick and healthy through vigorous exercise and bouts of strenuous mental effort. My father-in-law, for example, swims every day and plays tournament bridge.
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Monday, January 02, 2017
Roald Dahl
“A person is a fool to become a writer. His only compensation is absolute freedom. He has no master except his own soul, and that, I am sure, is why he does it”
― Roald Dahl
Christopher Durang
Here is the key to existence. Are you listening? Here is the key to existence; when I tell you this you will know how to run your lives. You will know if you have been living life to the full, and if you realize you haven't been, you will know immediately how to correct that state of affairs. As soon as I tell you the key to existence. Are you ready? Are you ready for me to tell you?... Always breathe. That's the basis of life, breathing. That's basically the basis. If you don't breathe, you die.
- Christopher Durang
Christopher Durang
I write intuitively, and with most of my plays, I don't know what is always going to happen. This means I can sometimes go off on a wrong tangent, and with luck then rewrite it in a better direction. But it means I sometimes surprise myself as I’m going along.
- Christopher Durang
Christopher Durang
Unless you go through all the genuine angers you feel, both justified and unjustified, the feelings of love that you have will not have any legitimate base and will be at least partially false. Plus, eventually you will go crazy.
- Christopher Durang
Lynda Barry
“People think if you’re writing a story that you have to follow story structure. It’s like thinking the only reason we have teeth is because there are dentists.”
- Lynda Barry
Sunday, January 01, 2017
Bugs He Loves
Mr. Rodriques wrote his master’s thesis at New York University about hornworms. “They have an amazing defense where they collect the nicotine found in the tobacco they eat and exhale it as a gas to scare away predators.” But they are also his friends. “If I’m feeling stressed out, I might take one out and they’ll calm me down,” he said.
A gentle, quiet man with a bushy Afro, Mr. Rodriques marks his life by the bugs he has loved. When he was 4, he would scoop up pavement ants in front of his house and keep them in jars. “They looked like a weird combination of robots and aliens,” he said.
“Every major event in my life,” he said, “has been around insects.”
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