Desperate? So what? I'm desperate, too!" Fenoglio snapped…
“Desperate? So what? I'm desperate, too!" Fenoglio snapped at her. "My story is foundering in misfortune, and these hands here," he said holding them out to her, "don't want to write anymore! I'm afraid of words Meggie! 'Once they were like honey, now they're poison, pure poison! But what is a writer who doesn't love words anymore? What have I come to? This story is devouring me, crushing me, and I'm it's creator!”
About This Quote
This interpretation was drafted with AI assistance. It is one reading of the quote, not the author's own explanation.
A writer feels trapped by his own creation, fearing that his words have turned hostile and that his identity is being consumed by the story he once loved.
In simple terms: Writer fears his words have turned hostile.
Reclaim love for writing.
Themes
Mood
Type
When to use this quote
- writing block
- author‑reader relationship
- mental health
- creative process
Key Concepts
Questions to Reflect On
- How can a writer separate self from story?
- What rituals restore joy in writing?
The writer may be over‑identifying with the story, neglecting personal well‑being.