Great fury, like great whisky, requires long fermentation.
I've tried to believe, but I don't, I can't, and there's no use pretending.
Work is the only device I know of.
June, July, all through the warm months she hibernated like a winter animal who did not know spring had come and gone.
Are there any writers on the literary scene whom I consider truly great? Yes: Truman Capote.
I also write the last paragraph or page of a story first. That way I always know what I'm working towards.