Writing mirrors the interior self. You know, any book is like the perfect blueprint of the psyche of the author. — Janet Fitch Copy Share Image
I use my fiction to explore my own unconscious issues. I usually don't even know what's going on with me until I'm… — Janet Fitch Copy Share Image
Reading LOVE JUNKIE is like watching a sleepwalker taking a stroll on a freeway. All you can do is pray. Gorgeously written,… — Janet Fitch Copy Share Image
As a person with terrible handwriting, I love the computer. I've waited all my life for the computer. — Janet Fitch Copy Share Image
If I get ideas independently of the act of writing, they never really fit. So for me, there's no hanging out, waiting… — Janet Fitch Copy Share Image
I tried writing fiction as a little kid, but had a teacher humiliate me, so didn't write again until I was a… — Janet Fitch Copy Share Image
A novel is like a dream in which everyone is you. They’re all parts of yourself. — Janet Fitch Copy Share Image
Being in the library is so addictive for me that I really have to exercise self-control so I can get some writing… — Janet Fitch Copy Share Image
I use my fiction to explore my own unconscious issues. I usually don't even know what's going on with me until I'm… — Janet Fitch Copy Share Image
I wandered through the stacks, running my hands along the spines of the books on the shelves, they reminded me of cultured… — Janet Fitch Copy Share Image
Your protagonist is your reader’s portal into the story. The more observant he or she can be, the more vivid will be… — Janet Fitch Copy Share Image
When I start writing, my unconscious, my conflicts, my thoughts all start to come up. So for me, writing is an exploration.… — Janet Fitch Copy Share Image
My father was an engineer - he wasn't literary, not a writer or a journalist, but he was one of the world's… — Janet Fitch Copy Share Image
The writer is both a sadist and a masochist. We create people we love, and then we torture them. The more we… — Janet Fitch Copy Share Image
Appealing to the five senses is the feature that will always set writing apart from the visual media. A good writer will… — Janet Fitch Copy Share Image
Always tell us where we are. And don't just tell us where something is, make it pay off. Use description of landscape… — Janet Fitch Copy Share Image
Most people write the same sentence over and over again. The same number of words-say, 8-10, or 10-12. The same sentence structure.… — Janet Fitch Copy Share Image
When I read, I want to be fully transported to another place. I want to feel things, smell things. — Janet Fitch Copy Share Image
How could anybody confuse truth with beauty, I thought as I looked at him. Truth came with sunken eyes, bony or scarred, decayed. Its… — Janet Fitch Copy Share
I love Derrick Brown for the surprise of one word waking up next to another. One moment tender, funny or romantic, the next, visceral,… — Janet Fitch Copy Share
“That fucking crow-bodied thing had won. How gleeful it was now. All because he'd wanted to live, forget genius and destiny, and simply be… — Janet Fitch Copy Share
The nearest I'd come to feeling anything like God was the plan blue cloudless sky and a certain silence, but how do you pray… — Janet Fitch Copy Share
When most people looked at Josie Tyrell, they only saw a certain collection of bones, a selection of forms filling space. But Michael saw… — Janet Fitch Copy Share
“They can't touch us. We're the Vikings. We go into battle without armor for the flush and the blood of it.” — Janet Fitch Copy Share
“But I knew one more thing. That people who denied who they were or where they had been were in the greatest danger.” — Janet Fitch Copy Share
“To dare to see is to steal fire from the Gods. This is mankind's destiny, the engine which fuels us as a race. Three… — Janet Fitch Copy Share
This is what happens when you fall in love. You're looking at a natural disaster. — Janet Fitch Copy Share
“If I were a poet, that’s what I’d write about. People who worked in the middle of the night. Men who loaded trains, emergency… — Janet Fitch Copy Share
“what was the point in creating something that was so futile and so precious? everything beautiful was like that. a little bit of the… — Janet Fitch Copy Share
“We received our coloring from Norsemen. Hairy savages who hacked their gods to pieces and hung the flesh from trees. We are the ones… — Janet Fitch Copy Share
¨Loneliness is the human condition. Cultivate it. The way it tunnels into you allows your soul room to grow. Never expect to outgrow loneliness.… — Janet Fitch Copy Share
I was tired of men. Hanging in doorways, standing too close, men who made you love them then changed their minds. — Janet Fitch Copy Share
