“I’ve learned to lick my own foul wounds and prize the taste of ache.” — Chila Woychik Pain Copy Share Image
“I read a book, am vortexed in with no escape; my face contorts, eyelids frost, breath comes short, body longs, heart stop-starts.… — Chila Woychik Books Copy Share Image
“Nonfiction. I didn’t choose it as much as it chose me. It squatted and birthed me one raw winter day then jerked… — Chila Woychik Nonfiction Copy Share Image
“This world rubs me raw, scours me smooth like an SOS pad put to a grease-caked skillet. And pain: it stabs and… — Chila Woychik Death Copy Share Image
“Texting is a sex toy: pleasurable but a substitute for the real thing. Love has a face. Video chatting is good, but… — Chila Woychik Chatting Copy Share Image
“I suck the words word-dry to me, assimilated orderly at breakeye speed still hard and harder softer then line-lined book-dry ‘til not… — Chila Woychik Creativity Copy Share Image
“Writing makes me hard, like a fisherman, and brown from the heat. Tossing out and reeling in is a job for visionaries… — Chila Woychik On-being-a-rat Copy Share Image
“A mist rises from a nearby mound. It could be me, that mist, or simply the caretaker’s mower-dust. If the breeze blows… — Chila Woychik Death Copy Share Image
“I have a bad habit of dropping verbal pellets to get a reaction, like Ursula LeGuin’s “A novelist’s business is lying” (that… — Chila Woychik Bad habit Copy Share Image
“The unrelenting grip of Soldier’s Syndrome slips finger by slow finger. The marrow’s been affected—emotional leukemia at the deepest level. Transplants of… — Chila Woychik Healing Copy Share Image
“The tides wash up the Pearl of Great Price; I see it clearly. There it is: the secret so secret that even… — Chila Woychik Indiana jones Copy Share Image
“I don’t know what it’s like to be a friend any more than you do. I think “hard” when it should be… — Chila Woychik Friend Copy Share Image
“I wish I could say he was a French professor, a French chef, or even a bilingual tutor, but I can’t. He… — Chila Woychik Exotic Copy Share Image
“I’m typing away, wondering why I had that Pepsi Throwback at such a late hour. Caffeine is a compulsion. Art is an… — Chila Woychik Artsy Copy Share Image
“Middle-age should be shot. Things about it gall me. First, that those younger despise the thought of getting old, and, hence, me.… — Chila Woychik Fifty Copy Share Image
“The Page awaits the Inspiration even as Inspiration roams the world of man, seeking a Page upon which to unfurl itself, body… — Chila Woychik Book Copy Share Image
“The number seven is magical, they say. Seven years ’til our cells completely regenerate. Seven years ’til Jacob possesses Rachel, no, Leah,… — Chila Woychik Pain Copy Share Image
“Every once in a bestseller list, you come across a truly exceptional craftsman, a wordsmith so adept at cutting, shaping, and honing… — Chila Woychik Great writer Copy Share Image
“Writing is making love under a crescent moon: I see shadows of what’s to come, and it’s enough; I have faith in… — Chila Woychik Books Copy Share Image
“In this book, much is metaphorical, not as it seems. It’s written for writing’s sake, as if I were to say, “Let… — Chila Woychik Books Copy Share Image
