I write one page of masterpiece to ninety-one pages of shit. I try to put the shit in the wastebasket.
ernest-hemingway storytelling letter
Isn't it mysterious to begin a new journal like this? I can run my fingers through the fresh clean pages but I cannot guess what the writing on them will be.
I love inscriptions on flyleaves and notes in margins, I like the comradely sense of turning pages someone else turned, and reading passages someone long gone has called my attention to.
If there were a Jessica Chase instruction manual, it would be written backwards in Arabic Pig Latin and twelve thousand pages long with random pages missing.
His words had tossed the book that was her life into the air and the pages had been blown into disarray, could never be put back together to tell the same story.
truths Life identity
The book she had been reading was under her pillow, pressing its cover against her ear as if to lure her back into its printed pages.
Write to your heart’s content and by all means, have fun with your creation. It’s your moment to do absolutely anything within those pages.
Storytelling star advice
It felt good to be surrounded by books, by all this solid knowledge, by these objects that could be ripped page by page but couldn't be torn if the pages all held together.
I just love the smell of an old book store and the feel of the crisp pages along my fingertips.
We will paste upon the curled pages words
Like charming and romantic and sentimental
Forgetting that charming is witchcraft
Romantic is love
And sentiment is what makes us human
Life happened because I turned the pages.
books Life literature
I'm writing. The pages are starting to stack up. My morale is improving the more I feel like a writer.
Life writing-process writing