I would have written you, myself, if I could put down in words everything I want to say to you. A sea… — Erin Morgenstern Copy Share Image
People are naive about such things, and they would rather write them off as evil than attempt to understand them. An unfortunate… — Erin Morgenstern Copy Share Image
I'm an emotional sort of person in general and I have a vivid imagination, so I feel the whole spectrum of emotion… — Erin Morgenstern Copy Share Image
I don't have as tight a time limit anymore but I still write in long marathon sessions and then I won't write… — Erin Morgenstern Copy Share Image
I don't always write in order, so composing multi-book stories could get complicated. — Erin Morgenstern Copy Share Image
Writing in a near-frenzy is wonderful and freeing but, for me, it does not result in a nice shiny novel. Instead what… — Erin Morgenstern Copy Share Image
Sometimes I write what I can't paint, and I paint what I can't write. I use a different part of the brain. — Erin Morgenstern Copy Share Image
It's helpful for me to get ideas - the physical action of painting. Sometimes it frees up your writer brain. It's nice… — Erin Morgenstern Copy Share Image
I binge write. I think it's because I started seriously writing by participating in National Novel Writing Month, an online-based challenge to… — Erin Morgenstern Copy Share Image
I paint very messy. I throw paint around. So when I let myself do the same sort of thing with my writing,… — Erin Morgenstern Copy Share Image
This is, in part, why there is less magic in the world today. Magic is secret and secrets are magic, after all,… — Erin Morgenstern Copy Share Image
The boy spends most of his time reading. And writing, of course. He copies out sections of books, writes out words and… — Erin Morgenstern Copy Share Image
I don't have any particular rituals, I sometimes like to write in longhand when I'm searching for ideas but I do the… — Erin Morgenstern Copy Share Image
There is a movement happening, a quiet one. A low-profile, low-resolution revolution. Comprised of writers and dreamers, of guerrilla artists and thought-ninjas.… — Erin Morgenstern Copy Share Image
I find I think of myself not as a writer so much as someone who provides a gateway, a tangential route for… — Erin Morgenstern Copy Share Image
Secrets have power. And that power diminishes when they are shared, so they are best kept and kept well. Sharing secrets, real… — Erin Morgenstern Copy Share Image
“I find I think of myself not as a writer so much as someone who provides a gateway, a tangential route for… — Erin Morgenstern Copy Share Image
They are enthusiasts, devotees. Addicts. Something about the circus stirs their souls, and they ache for it when it is absent. They seek each… — Erin Morgenstern Copy Share Image
“The Burgess sisters arrive together. Tara and Lainie do a little bit of everything. Sometimes dancers, sometimes actresses. Once they were librarians, but that… — Erin Morgenstern Copy Share Image
“Bedtime stories Eventide Rhapsodies Anthologies of Memory Please enter cautiously and feel free to open what is closed” — Erin Morgenstern Copy Share Image
“When all of this is over, no matter which one of us wins, I will not let you go so easily. Agreed?” — Erin Morgenstern Copy Share Image
“Even the ground beneath his feet feels unsatisfying to his boots.” — Erin Morgenstern Copy Share Image
“Why haven’t you asked me how I do my tricks?” Celia asks, once they have reached the point where she is certain he is… — Erin Morgenstern Copy Share Image
I binge write. I think it's because I started seriously writing by participating in National Novel Writing Month, an online-based challenge to write 50,000… — Erin Morgenstern Copy Share Image
I made a wish on this tree years ago," Marco says. "What did you wish for?" Bailey asks. Marco leans forward and whispers in… — Erin Morgenstern Copy Share Image
“He reads histories and mythologies and fairy tales, wondering why it seems that only girls are ever swept away from their mundane lives on… — Erin Morgenstern Copy Share Image
“Behind him, the sheep, left to their own devices, decide to wander through the open gate into the field beyond.” — Erin Morgenstern Copy Share Image
