I Couldn't Direct Because I'm

Writers, Like Most Human Beings, Are Adaptable Creatures. They Can Learn To Accept Subordination Without Growing Fond Of It. No Writer Can Forever Stand In The Wings And Watch Other People Take The Curtain Calls While His Own Contributions Get Lost In The Shuffle.

This Is, If Not A Lifetime Process, It's Awfully Close To It. The Writer Broadens, Becomes Deeper, Becomes More Observant, Becomes More Tempered, Becomes Much Wiser Over A Period Time Passing. It Is Not Something That Is Injected Into Him By A Needle. It Is Not Something That Comes On A Wave Of Flashing, Explosive Light One Night And Say, 'huzzah! Eureka! I've Got It!' And Then Proceeds To Write The Great American Novel In Eleven Days. It Doesn't Work That Way. It's A Long, Tedious, Tough, Frustrating Process, But Never, Ever Be Put Aside By The Fact That It's Hard.

If You Need Drugs To Be A Good Writer, You Are Not A Good Writer.

I Suppose We Think Euphemistically That All Writers Write Because They Have Something To Say That Is Truthful And Honest And Pointed And Important. And I Suppose I Subscribe To That, Too. But God Knows When I Look Back Over Thirty Years Of Professional Writing, I'm Hard-pressed To Come Up With Anything That's Important. Some Things Are Literate, Some Things Are Interesting, Some Things Are Classy, But Very Damn Little Is Important.

The Good Agent Probably Is Not The Reader, He's Just The Guy Who Can Put Together A Deal.