“Sometimes I think I have organized the inner crowd. For a brief, breathtaking moment, I feel completely whole. I understand that I am comprised of many selves that make up a single chorus. To listen to the music this chorus… — Dani Shapiro Copy Share Image
“Sometimes I think I have organized the inner crowd. For a brief, breathtaking moment, I feel completely whole. I understand that I am composed of many selves that make up a single chorus. To listen to the music this chorus… — Dani Shapiro Copy Share Image
“The writer’s life requires courage, patience, empathy, openness. It requires the ability to be alone with oneself. Gentle with oneself. To be disciplined, and… — Dani Shapiro Copy Share Image
I never troll for material. It simply presents itself, and is always unmistakable. This is why I want to roll my eyes when people… — Dani Shapiro Copy Share Image
I had never really felt settled in Brooklyn. I think it had to do with growing up in New Jersey and being someone who… — Dani Shapiro Copy Share Image
When I near the end of a book, it feels as if the entire universe meets me more than halfway and supports me. The… — Dani Shapiro Copy Share Image
Everything you need to know about life can be learned from a genuine and ongoing attempt to write — Dani Shapiro Copy Share Image
Everything changes. The more I try to hold on to the moment, the more it slips through my fingers. — Dani Shapiro Copy Share Image
There is no end to the promotion. There is no end to the possibilities. You can continue to promote a book for years, literally. — Dani Shapiro Copy Share Image
A writer with her work needs to be like a dog with a bone all the time. She needs to know where she's hidden it. Where she's stored the good stuff. She needs to keep gnawing at it, even after all the meat seems to be gone. When a student of mine says (okay, whines) that she's impatient, or tired,… — Dani Shapiro Copy Share
“Oh, child! Somewhere inside you, your future has already unfurled like one of those coiled-up party streamers, once shiny, shaken loose, floating gracefully for a brief moment, now trampled underfoot after the party is over. The future you’re capable of imagining is already a thing of the past. Who did you think you would grow up to become? You could… — Dani Shapiro Copy Share
I never feel so alive as when I'm writing and the work is going well. — Dani Shapiro Copy Share Image
