Sometimes I know what my characters are moving away from or toward; more often I just wait and see. For instance, though… — Ron Rash Copy Share Image
On the last drafts, I focus on the words themselves, including the rub of vowels and consonants, stressed and unstressed syllables. Yet… — Ron Rash Copy Share Image
I think that's what I love about writing, is the ability to try to, in a sense, take a vacation from yourself… — Ron Rash Copy Share Image
One of my goals is to allow readers to see my characters and the world they inhabit as vividly as possible. — Ron Rash Copy Share Image
Intensely moving but never sentimental, Academy Street is a profound meditation on what Faulkner called 'the human heart in conflict with itself'.… — Ron Rash Copy Share Image
Like Flannery O'Connor, McCorkle's genius is to give us both philosophical speculation and a riveting narrative filled with unforgettable characters. Great writing,… — Ron Rash Copy Share Image
John Lane has long been recognized as one of the South's finest poets and memoirists. This debut establishes him as one of our finest… — Ron Rash Copy Share Image
“Maybe calling it being hitched ain’t the prettiest way to say you’re married, but it’s the truth to my mind and true in a… — Ron Rash Copy Share Image
Short fiction is the medium I love the most, because it requires that I bring everything I've learned about poetry - the concision, the… — Ron Rash Copy Share Image
“Dead and still in the world was worse than dead and in the ground. Dead in the ground at least gave you the hope… — Ron Rash Copy Share Image
“The song was wistful as the ballads Slidell and the Clayton brothers played, except words weren't needed to feel the yearning. That made the… — Ron Rash Copy Share Image
“What does eminent domain mean?” Stewart asked. “It means you’re shit out of luck,” Ross said.” — Ron Rash Copy Share Image
Steve Yarbrough is a writer of many gifts, but what makes Safe from the Neighbors such a magnificent achievement is its moral complexity. .… — Ron Rash Copy Share Image
“The lift of her heart she'd felt on the outcrop she now felt again, and it wasn't just love. She'd felt love before, known… — Ron Rash Copy Share Image
“Rachel kneeled beside Jacob. She took the child's hand and pressed it to the dirt. Her father had told Rachel that Harmons had been… — Ron Rash Copy Share Image
