Drug programs began to turn their attention and money away from prevention and into maintenance. Methadone was cheaper than social workers, I suppose. — John Dufresne Copy Share Image
I sat around the kitchen every Sunday afternoon listening to my mother and aunts talk about the people in the neighborhood. Gossip - I loved it. And that turns out to be the writer's job: to attend to the gossip… — John Dufresne Copy Share Image
You lose a wallet or keys or something and you notice in a second, but your life can go missing and you don't even… — John Dufresne Copy Share Image
“At 9:15 on Thursday morning, June 4, while Jordan Delreese was bludgeoning his two young children to death, I was sitting in Dr. Hamburger's… — John Dufresne Copy Share Image
You will feel discouraged; you will lose confidence in your abilities; you will be bored with the characters–and the only way to overcome these… — John Dufresne Copy Share Image
There were the fairy tales my father told to me at bedtime. All the standards. I thought my father invented wolves. — John Dufresne Copy Share Image
If you think about it, fiction is nothing more than gossip about the people you've made up. — John Dufresne Copy Share Image
I revise like crazy. I start revising before the pen hits the paper. — John Dufresne Copy Share Image
“I loved her for what I couldn't understand about her. Love searches for the mystery in the beloved, seeks the unknowable.” — John Dufresne Copy Share Image
“I told her how I thought you could always revise your life, how you could work and work on it, finesse the details, see… — John Dufresne Copy Share Image
I write with a fountain pen. And then revise word by word and line by line so that the first draft of a scene… — John Dufresne Copy Share Image
