Birdy never felt artistic inclination when armed with a marking implement. What came to her were words, always words, commentary and criticism and correction and simple vocabulary curios; she scratched a few of them on the smooth red wall. — Antonya Nelson Copy Share Image
There are a thousand things to hear about, informationally, daily, but the thing that doesn't go away is the one to pay attention to. — Antonya Nelson Copy Share Image
If the book is finished—published and on the shelf—I do not think of revising it. But if I'm not finished psychologically with characters, they… — Antonya Nelson Copy Share Image
You own a dog with the knowledge that it will move through the stages of existence in fast forward, providing you with a lesson… — Antonya Nelson Copy Share Image
Birdy never felt artistic inclination when armed with a marking implement. What came to her were words, always words, commentary and criticism and correction… — Antonya Nelson Copy Share Image
Writing is a completely private act. It's in a way like play but very serious play, and sometimes I can escape into the fictional… — Antonya Nelson Copy Share Image
Readers will share in the environs of the author and her characters, be taken into the hardship of a pitiless place and emerge on… — Antonya Nelson Copy Share Image
Melissa Pritchard's prose, that darkly lyrical firmament, is brightened by the dizzy luminous arrangement of her stars and satellites, her great gifts to us:… — Antonya Nelson Copy Share Image
Fiction ought to announce the problems, dramatize the problems, display them. Yet offer no set answer. An answer would solve the mystery. Writing fiction,… — Antonya Nelson Copy Share Image
