I started writing every day. I never stopped.
The answer to all writing, to any career for that matter, is love.
Write a short story every week. It's not possible to write 52 bad short stories in a row.
Kerosene," he said, because the silence had lengthened, "is nothing but perfume to me.
Here at this far lost end of the continent, where the trail wagons had stopped and the people with them.
My tunes and numbers are here. They have filled my years, the years when I refused to die. And in order to do that I wrote, I wrote, I wrote, at noon or 3:00 A.M. So as not to be dead.