Sometimes I become frustrated with writing, when I know a photograph would communicate in an instant what I want to express, while prose will take five thousand words, and those five thousand words won’t come close. But then words, one after another after another, can expose layers that no photograph can reveal.
“As for my research process: undiscriminating and ravenous. I read everything I could get my hands on related to squatting in general and the history of squatting on the Lower East Side in particular.”
“Wendi’s situation was an incredibly unique one. Some days she would feel great and we would accomplish as much as we could, and some days she would feel bad and we’d just have to make decisions without her and hope they were the right ones. When she put out the call for book blurbs, I was absolutely inundated with emails. I think that’s indicative of both her talent and the person she was, always bringing people together and inspiring them.
by Nicki Leone
We tend to think of creation stories as tales of beginnings, how we came to be what we are. They exist in the distant and untouchable past, a memory that has lost its distinction and details over the ages. But myths do not really operate this way. Nor, for that matter, do stories.
by Kim Church
When the women of Gee’s Bend sit down to piece a quilt, they don’t wait for a pattern to manifest itself. . . . They have to work quickly because their lives are full of other work—in the fields, in their homes, among their families.
by Lisa Peet
I do a lot of writing in sections, montage, and then feel them out for the best order. In other words, a lot of tunneling—a hole here, one there, and eventually some catacombs emerge.
by Jill Kronstadt
Wroblewski has described The Story of Edgar Sawtelle as a romance between a boy and his dog, as much Romeo and Juliet as it is Hamlet.