Try any goddam thing you like, no matter how boringly normal or outrageous. If it works, fine. If it doesn't, toss it. Toss it even if you love it.
Stephen KingRead
Writing is magic, as much the water of life as any other creative art. The water is free. So drink. Drink and be filled up.
Interpretation
Writing is a vital and transformative act of creativity that enriches our lives.
In this quote, Stephen King emphasizes that writing is not just a craft, but a magical process that can deeply nourish the soul. He compares the act of writing to water, suggesting that it is essential and readily available for everyone, encouraging people to embrace their creativity and fully immerse themselves in the art of writing.
In practice
A motivational speech at a writers' conference.
Try any goddam thing you like, no matter how boringly normal or outrageous. If it works, fine. If it doesn't, toss it. Toss it even if you love it.
Eddie discovered one of his childhood's great truths. Grownups are the real monsters, he thought.
Hairstyles change, and skirt lengths, and slang, but high school administrations? Never.
Description begins in the writer’s imagination, but should finish in the reader’s.
That's the day's business. Thinking. Thinking and isolation, because it doesn't matter if you pass the time of day with someone or not; in the end, you're alone. He seemed to have put in as many miles in his brain as he had with his feet. The thoughts kept coming and there was no way to deny them.
Late last night and the night before, tommyknockers, tommyknockers knocking on my door. I wanna go out, don't know if I can 'cuz I'm so afraid of the tommyknocker man.
The way to see what looks good and understand the reasons it looks good, and to be at one with this goodness as the work proceeds, is to cultivate an inner quietness, a peace of mind so that goodness can shine through.
Directing is creating a whole. You're able to combine different elements and create a film that is unique and true to your vision.
How did writing come to me? Like bird’s down on my windowpane, in winter. Just then there rose in the heart a struggle of firebrands, which has, still now, not ended.
They'll sell you thousands of greens. Veronese green and emerald green and cadmium green and any sort of green you like; but that particular green, never.
I miss horribly those couple of hours before the performance when you get into the theater and you see people.
It's so fine and yet so terrible to stand in front of a blank canvas.
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