#rite

I write because I have to; because I wouldn't know what to do with my hands if I didn't. ↗

— Angeline Trevena

#writing #writing-life #life

Most writing doesn’t take place on the page; it takes place in your head. ↗

— Susan Orlean

#writing #writing-life #life

Kiss me, k-k-kiss me, infect me with your love, and fill me with your poison, take me, t-t-take me, wanna be your victim, ready for abduction boy, you're a werewolf, your touch is so furry, its supernatural, extra-werewolf-iestrial," Jen sung as loud as she could. ↗

— Quinn Loftis

#decebel #jen #love

I wrote. I wrote all the things I couldn’t say to him. I wrote about how much I believed in us. I wrote about how much I trusted God. I wrote that I was praying for him. I wrote down all the jokes I could remember, which weren’t many. ↗

— Kimberly Novosel

#heartbroken #jokes #journal #journaling #writer

Luego recordarás estos días como los mejores de tu vida, piensa Alejandra. Te conoces, sabes que querrás volver. Pero ya no podrás. Volver ya no será posible en cuanto compres el pasaje, en cuanto subas al avión. Sufrirás menos, es cierto. Pero nunca lograrás ser tan feliz. Tampoco lograrás amar a nadie tanto. El final de la violencia y el final del amor, piensa Alejandra, echada en su cama. La resignación, ser como las demás. Curarse, superar el primer amor, lamer las heridas hasta que cicatrizan. Huir ↗

— Rodrigo Hasbún

#bolivian-writer #love #spanish #love

A friend worth knowing tolerates your flaws while a friend worth keeping loves you in spite of them. ↗

— Kathy Reinhart

#novelist #writer #love

Love. Fall in love and stay in love. Write only what you love, and love what you write. The key word is love. You have to get up in the morning and write something you love, something to live for. ↗

— Ray Bradbury

#fall #get #key #live #love

Do what you love, especially if your sharing the word ↗

— Ann Simpson

#readers-and-writers #writing-life #love

I was, a near grown man, sat in his dank, dark and rickety digs, feverishly hovering about the glare of a computer screen like a disorientated moth, one searching for a flaming light of recognition from someone/anyone! ↗

— Tom Conrad

#love #madness #moths #punctuation #revenge

I wrote my first novel, McFarlane Boils The Sea, under the influence of Kelman and Proust, which is like drinking a cocktail of Bowmore and Châteauneuf du Pape. (James Meek in interview with TMO) ↗

— James Meek

#marcel-proust #peoples-act-of-love #scottish-writers #love