#writing

You may be able to write a novel, you may not. You will never know until you have worked very hard indeed and written at least part of it. You will never really know until you have written the whole of it and submitted it for publication. ↗

— Ngaio Marsh

#writing #death

I edit my own stories to death. They eventually run and hide from me. ↗

— Jeanne Voelker

#writing #death

Forget it. Never explain; never apologize. You can either write posthumously or you can't. ↗

— Christopher Hitchens

#literature #nadine-gordimer #writing #death

I recognized my work for what it was--as unimportant a drug as cigarettes to get one through the weeks and years. If we are extinguished by death, as I still try to believe, what point is there in leaving some books behind any more than bottles, clothes, or cheap jewellry? ↗

— Graham Greene

#work #writing #death

We inhabit a world so inundated with composite pictorial-verbal forms [...] and with the technology for the rapid, cheap production of words and images that nature itself threatens to become what it was in the Middle Ages: an encyclopedic illuminated book overlaid with ornamentation and marginal glosses, every object converted into an image with its proper label or signature ↗

— W.J.T. Mitchell

#writing #age

The great thing is to last and get your work done and see and hear and learn and understand; and write when there is something that you know; and not before; and not too damned much after. Let those who want to save the world if you can get to see it clear and as a whole. Then any part you make will represent the whole if it's made truly. The thing to do is work and learn to make it. ↗

— Ernest Hemingway

#death

That's what I love most about writers--they're such lousy actors. ↗

— Vincent H. O'Neil

#directing #mystery #playwriting #theater #writing

The only book worth writing is the book that threatens to kill you. ↗

— Terry Tempest Williams

#kill #only #threatens #worth #writing

How had it come about that these particular designs were chosen as our letters? Who decreed what sound would accompany each shape? And how was it decided the manner they would come together to form a word? 'Why is this so?' I demanded to know. ↗

— Theresa Breslin

#inquisition #learning #matteo #reading #sinistro-scribe

Words are precious things meant to create, to imagine, to dream with. ↗

— Elizabeth Chandler

#writing #dreams