Writers aren't born, they're made - from practice, reading, and a lot of caffeine. — Alexander Chee Copy Share Image
Writers aren't born, they're made - from practice, reading, and a lot of caffeine. — Alexander Chee Copy Share
I had a naiveté that I would remember the things that I had written already, but I was getting lost in the forest of… — Alexander Chee Copy Share
“None of the young women who wanted her position knew what her position was.” — Alexander Chee Copy Share
“Sappho isn't really meant to be read. It's meant to be sung and there were dances for the songs, also. Sappho was a performance… — Alexander Chee Copy Share
“Nothing to fear from a fate that was already yours, then, except, perhaps, that it would never leave you.” — Alexander Chee Copy Share
As I get ready to buy a new computer, I'm stunned at all the many micro drafts, of different chapters and scenes and whatnot,… — Alexander Chee Copy Share
Everyone would tell me they couldn't identify with sexual abuse. No one says they can't identify with the tales of the Greek gods and… — Alexander Chee Copy Share
“When I was a boy and I sang, my voice felt to me like a leak sprung from a small and secret star hidden… — Alexander Chee Copy Share
“You ought to know, you were my best friend. You were. I know you loved me. I loved you. No one should have gone… — Alexander Chee Copy Share
Each source that I read, I would look through the bibliography and the footnotes, and use that as a map for the next thing… — Alexander Chee Copy Share
“Writers aren't born, they're made--from practice, reading, and a lot of caffeine. And sometimes tutelage.” — Alexander Chee Copy Share
One of my big inspirations was Céleste Mogador. She was a courtesan who wrote her memoirs in order to pay off her debts, which… — Alexander Chee Copy Share
Throughout my reading life, I've enjoyed many memorable meals-if only fictionally. The oysters at dinner near the beginning of Anna Karenina, the dinner Nana… — Alexander Chee Copy Share
I knew it was a risk but what I was after was a novel that is about the feeling that comes with a coincidence… — Alexander Chee Copy Share
“The storm is a glazier. Then fog passes through, touches the cold trees to add to the ice already there. Here the wind spins… — Alexander Chee Copy Share
