If you are writing any book about the end of the world, what you are really writing about is what's worth saving about it.
Behind every writer stands a very large bookshelf.
We live, we die. Somewhere along the way, if we're lucky, we may find someone to help lighten the load.
On a fading summer evening, late in the last hours of his old life, Peter Jaxon-son of Demetrius and Prudence Jaxon, First Family; descendent of Terrence Jaxon, signatory of the One Law; great-great-nephew of the one known as Auntie, Last of the First; Peter of Souls, the Man of Days and the One Who Stood-took his position on the catwalk above Main Gate, waiting to kill his brother.
What strange places our lives can carry us to, what dark passages.
Rust, corrosion, wind, rain. The nibbling teeth of mice and the acrid droppings of insects and the devouring jaws of years. The was of nature upon machines, of the planet's chaotic forces upon the works of humankind. The energy that man had pulled from the earth was being inexorably pulled back into it, sucked like water down a drain. Before long, if it hadn't happened already, not a single high-tension pole would be left standing on the earth. Mankind had built a world that would take a hundred years to die. A century for the last light to go out.
As long as we remember a person, they're not really gone. Their thoughts, their feelings, their memories, they become a part of us.
My rule has always been, write the next part of the book that you seem to know well. So I won't necessarily write chapter two after chapter one.
This ravishing world. This achingly bittersweet, ravishing world.
Even on the darkest night, my friend, life will have its way.
I have any number of completely dark obsessions and fascinations, and none of this was present in my profile or my growing profile as a writer.
Because that's what heaven is...it's opening the door of a house in twilight and everyone you love is there.
So perhaps the greatest worry of all was that one day you would realize that all the worries of your life amounted to one thing: the desire to just stop worrying.
A thousand recollected lives were passing through her, a thousand stories - of love and work, of parents and children, of duty and joy and grief. Beds slept in and meals eaten, and the bliss and pain of the body, and a view of summer leaves from a window on a morning it had rained; the nights of loneliness and the nights of love, the soul in it's body keeping always longing to be known.
My theory of characterization is basically this: Put some dirt on a hero, and put some sunshine on the villain, one brush stroke of beauty on the villain.
One of the great themes in American literature is the individual's confrontation with the vast open spaces of the continent.
It's different being afraid when there's the hope it will amount to something.
And indeed, I am a warmhearted and thoroughly domestic man who gets up and makes pancakes for his children and kisses them on the head when he sends them off to their day.
When you write, you take the ball and you hold it up to the light and you turn it slowly, and let people draw their own conclusions. And try to bring empathy to all sides of the equation.
It was possible, he understood, for a person's life to become just a long series of mistakes, and that the end, when it came, was just one more mistake in a chain of bad choices. The thing was, most of these mistakes were actually borrowed from other people. You took their bad ideas, and for whatever reason, made them your own.
I was very much a child of the Cold War.
The sadness you feel is not your own. It's his sadness you feel in your heart, Amy, for missing you.
I like creating villains.
And I grew up on a steady diet of science fiction, especially apocalyptic and postapocalyptic fiction.
She remembered no one at all. She remembered one day thinking: I am alone. There is no I but I. She lived in the dark. She taught herself to walk in the light, though it was not easy.
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