Writing fiction is the act of weaving a series of lies to arrive at a greater truth
A word is not the same with one writer as with another. One tears it from his guts. The other pulls it out of his overcoat pocket.
Don’t tell me the moon is shining; show me the glint of light on broken glass.
how to do things, w/o crying
step 1: eat no more salt, because everyone knows salt is what makes tears
step 2: watch The Notebook until you become numb to the sadness of wasting 123 of your precious minutes on The Notebook
step 3: soup
How to succeed in basic tasks without having to small talk with strangers
I could write that actually. I have three modes, all of which are equally effective: stone cold conversation fox (make someone’s day sort of deal), I-say-something-so-awk-you-don’t-talk, and Furious Phone Typer.
what self-help book (serious or ridiculous) do you always wish existed in your life, but have yet to find?






