If we were able to report on what we know is true about stories
Inasmuch as they are fully formed, not constructed from conscious details
as we do about dreams
their shimmering and immense form
the way they feel important, even if later they wither
Maybe the hardest thing about writing well is not how you write but knowing what to write for the writing to be necessary
Great art holds a mirror up to life they said. But maybe it holds a mirror up to the interior life of the consumer rather than the surface of life