I'm old-fashioned, a storyteller. I'm not an analyst and I'm not an intellectual.
In the world according to Garp, we are all terminal cases
Nearly everything seems a letdown after a writer has finished writing something.
It was a sound like someone trying not to make a sound.
In a school community, someone who reads a book for some secretive purpose, other than discussing it, is strange. What was she reading for?
The concept of writing a novel and not knowing where it's going - I don't know how to do that. Novels are plot- and character-driven, so if I don't know what becomes of people, how can I know where it should begin?