The past always seems better when you look back on it than it did at the time. And the present never looks as good as it will in the future.
Writing is sweat and drudgery most of the time. And you have to love it in order to endure the solitude and the discipline.
Fascinations breeds preparedness, and preparedness, survival.
I know now that the mythic monster I created was largely a fiction.
I don't believe in blaming inanimate objects for anything.
The fish was an enemy. It had come upon the community and killed two men, a woman, and a child. The people of Amity would demand the death of the fish. They would need to see it dead before they could feel secure enough to resume their normal lives.