If the stuff you're writing is not for yourself, it won't work.

Do it for joy and you can do it forever

No one can tell what goes on in between the person you were and the person you become. No one can chart that blue and lonely section of hell. There are no maps of the change. You just come out the other side. Or you don't.

The more fiction you read and write, the more you'll find your paragraphs forming on their own.

How do we remember to remember? That's a question I've asked myself often since my time on Duma Key, often in the small hours of the morning, looking up into the absence of light, remembering absent friends. Sometimes in those little hours I think about the horizon. You have to establish the horizon. You have to mark the white. A simple enough act, you might say, but any act that re-makes the world is heroic. Or so I've come to believe.

Writing is seduction.

In the end we always wear out our worries. That’s what Wireman says.