Quotes About Authorship

The writer has no responsibility other than to jack off in bed alone and write a good page.

Some people build houses, buildings. I don't. I build stories. ~ Ryan Mark, Author

Don't stop writing until someone pries the pen from your cold, dead hands.

The day when on the cover of my books, my name will appear in bigger fond than the title of my book- I will stop writing because that would be the death of the writer in me.

We are the authors of our destinies. No one can see the vision any clearer, believe in and work any harder to make it a reality more than the visionary.

There are authors who write to communicate, there are authors who write to impress themselves.

Indie authors write, design, sell. Like magic, skip one and you make must read vanish.

Live to write. Write to inspire. Inspire to write.

You have one chance to write the story of your life. Make it a bestseller.

Why do you write strong female characters?Because you're still asking me that question.

The greatest book is one written by your pen, but not exactly from your mind.

The writer's life is frightful. I have experienced deep dispair, mental ill and attempt of suicide.

Richard Hugo taught me that anyone with a desire to write, an ear for language and a bit of imagination could become a writer. He also, in a way, gave me permission to write about northern Montana.

I own these words. I own these ideas. Here is my book.

There are plenty of reasons why I write. This is just one of them. The sense that I want to own something, own my work, own my creativity, own my name. It is perhaps not the purest reason, not truest of heart, for there is some ego attached to it. But it is real.

I wrote without much effort; for I was rich, and the rich are always respectable, whatever be their style of writing.

Ar vertÄ—jo mus sukurti, jie mes tokie prakeikti kvailiai?

I've been a teacher at the college level, in composition mostly, and I've been an editor on magazines.

From my hand,

Although most Romanesque manuscripts are attributed to communities of monks, the great nunneries must have supported their own scribes and illuminators.

Most writing is done between the mind and the hand, not between the hand and the page.

A writer must stand on the rock of her self and her judgment or be swept away by the tide or sink in the quaking earth: there must be an inviolate place where the choices and decisions, however imperfect, are the writer's own, where the decision must be as individual and solitary as birth or death.

The Olwyn force wins only when the writer bows to its power and puts down his pen.

Old writers never die, they just decom-prose!