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‘Find the place where passion and precision are one.’ (Yeats)
‘Making a character ‘alive’ means getting to the bottom of his existential problem, which in turn means getting to the bottom of some situations, some motifs, even some words that shape him. Nothing more.’ (Milan Kundera in The Art of the Novel, 1986)
‘Ford and Conrad loved a sentence from a Maupassant story, ‘La Reine Hortense’: ‘He was a gentleman with red whiskers who always went first through a doorway.’ Ford comments: ‘that gentleman is so sufficiently got in that you need no more of him to understand how he will act. He has been “got in” and can get to work at once.’’ (James Wood in How Fiction Works, 2007
‘Care about writing because it matters. Ache over every detail. Be involved in the painful and intolerable wrestle with words and meaning.’ (Mem Fox in Radical Reflections: Passionate Opinions on Teaching, Learning and Living, 1993)
‘Writers have one great responsibility: to write beautifully, which is to say write well. Within this responsibility is that of being truthful. To charm, to amuse, to enchant, to take us out of ourselves, these are all part of beauty. But there is a parallel responsibility: and that is to sing a little about the realities of the age, to leave some sort of magical record of what they saw and dreamt (because they can’t really do it the same way when dead) and to bear witness in their unique manner to the beauties, the ordinariness, and the horrors of their times.’ (Ben Okri in A Way of Being Free, 1997)
‘Go boldly forward and write the email to Australia and the world that says, ‘Your position is not sustainable. You cannot keep going in this direction. Something is going to give: it may be your relationships, it may be your infrastructure, it may be your children, or it may be you.’ (John Marsden, from his Colin Simpson Lecture to the Australian Society of Authors, 2005)
‘When I sit down to write a book, I do not say to myself, “I am going to produce a work of art.” I write it because there is a lie that I want to expose, some fact to which I want to draw attention, and my initial concern is to get a hearing. Writing a book is a horrible, exhausting struggle, like a long bout of some painful illness. One would never undertake such a thing if one were not driven on by some demon whom one can neither resist nor understand.’ George Orwell in his essay Why I Write, 1946)
‘Write it only for yourself, not for publication, not to show anyone, but full out, all you feel, for yourself, alone… And then sooner or later I daresay someone will talk you into publishing it somewhere.’ (correspondence from Douglas Stewart to David Campbell in Letters Lifted into Poetry, 2006)
‘To compose a novel is to set different emotional spaces side by side – and that, to me, is the writer’s subtlest craft.’ (Milan Kundera in The Art of the Novel, 1986)
‘There is only one recipe – to care a great deal about the cookery.’
Henry James