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I love pop culture -- the Rolling Stones, the Doors, David Lynch, things like that. That's why I said I don't like elitism.

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I write weird stories. I don't know why I like weirdness so much. Myself, I'm a very realistic person. I don't trust anything New Age -- or reincarnat...more

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Like most novelists, I like to do exactly the opposite of what I'm told. It's in my nature as a novelist. Novelists can't trust anything they haven't ...more

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My short stories are like soft shadows I have set out in the world, faint footprints I have left. I remember exactly where I set down each and every o...more

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Dreaming is the day job of novelists, but sharing our dreams is a still more important task for us. We cannot be novelists without this sense of shari...more

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I myself, as I’m writing, don’t know who did it. The readers and I are on the same ground. When I start to write a story, I don’t know the conclusion ...more

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Writing a novel is like having a dream.

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In the novelist's profession, as far as I'm concerned, there's no such thing as winning or losing. Maybe numbers of copies sold, awards won, and criti...more

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It's a dark, cool, quiet place. A basement in your soul. And that place can sometimes be dangerous to the human mind. I can open the door and enter th...more

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You like to write. It's the single most important quality for someone who wants to be a writer. But not in itself enough.

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Good style happens in one of two ways: the writer either has an inborn talent or is willing to work herself to death to get it.

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As I mentioned briefly on the phone, the best thing about the Air Chrysalis is that it's not an imitation of anyone. It has absolutely none of the usu...more

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Hundreds of butterflies flitted in and out of sight like short-lived punctuation marks in a stream of consciousness without beginning or end.

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Generally, people who are good at writing letters have no need to write letters. They've got plenty of life to lead inside their own context.

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I want to write about people who dream and wait for the night to end, who long for the light so they can hold the ones they love.