Quote by Cathy Holton

“It didn't matter to her whether she'd written anything brilliant. It just felt good to be able to write again.”

— Alexandra Monir

“Writing had always helped her, before. It always clarified her feelings and her thoughts, and she never felt like she could understand something fully…

— Lisa Scottoline

“She'd filled twelve notebooks and still she hadn't stopped. Indeed, the more she wrote, the louder the stories seemed to grow, swirling in her…

— Kate Morton

“He was surprised to find how much he missed writing to her. For so many months, she'd been the person on the other end…

— Jennifer E. Smith

“And when she died, she was lonely, and scared, and she missed her books. And she pretty much just got up and walked back…

— Tim Byrd

“There, there, it is but a story," she comforted sadly. "Like all dead people become.”

— M.E. Vaughan

“If you can't write, keep trying. If you can't read, ask for help.”

— Greg Strandberg

“She'd always been good at reading people, but she couldn't read him. And holy fuck, did she want to.”

— Kit Rocha

“Writing kept her sane. Kept her form spinning out of control. Kept her tongue still whenever some white person spoke down to her. She…

— Bernice L. McFadden

“Writing this, he had reached the pit of despair and he thought that reading it, she would at least begin to sense his tragedy…

— Flannery O'Connor

“There was nobody who could help her. Nobody in the world. They were all on something, mad, possible enemies, dead.”

— Thomas Pynchon

“When I heard that she was dead, I really suffered very little.”

— Geoffrey Household