When someone you love dies, and you're not expecting it, you don't lose her all at once; you lose her in pieces over a long timeโthe way the mail stops coming, and her scent fades from the pillows and even from the clothes in her closet and drawers. Gradually, you accumulate the parts of her that are gone. Just when the day comesโwhen there's a particular missing part that overwhelms you with the feeling that she's gone, foreverโthere comes another day, and another specifically missing part.
John IrvingIt's my experience that very few writers, young or old, are really seeking advice when they give out their work to be read. They want support; they want someone to say, "Good job."
John IrvingI'm a very old-fashioned novelist. I write 19th-century novels, where a lot of rules apply.
John IrvingIt seems to me that people who donโt learn as easily as others suffer from a kind of learning disabilityโthere is something different about the way they comprehend unfamiliar materialโbut I fail to see how this disability is improved by psychiatric consultation. What seems to be lacking is a technical ability that those of us called โgood studentsโ are born with. Someone should concretely study these skills and teach them. What does a shrink have to do with the process?
John Irving