As a person, I do ascribe to a lot of magical thinking myself.— Lauren Groff
The most charming Lauren Groff quotes that will be huge advantage for your personal development
When I was small and easily wounded books were my carapace.
If I were recalled to my hurts in the middle of a book they somehow mattered less. My corporeal life was slight the dazzling one in my head was what really mattered. Returning to books was coming home.
Sometimes I read a biography of some tempestuous artist and find myself longing for fireworks! booze! bloody fights!; I do think that life must be so much more thrilling when you're actively miserable.
Research is about following the gleam into the dark.
It's also about being sensitive enough to know which fact is "the creative fact; the fertile fact; the fact that suggests and engenders," as opposed to the fact that deadens and kills a delicate new project.
Amor animi arbitrio sumitu, non ponitur; we choose to love; we do not choose to cease loving.
Being a writer means I sit in a dark (and pretty dank) room off my garage for many hours a day, and in my wallowing moments I can feel as if I'm already on the outside of society, peering wistfully in.
Who, in the midst of passion, is vigilant against illness? Who listens to the reports of recently decimated populations in Spain, India, Bora Bora, when new lips, tongues and poems fill the world?
If there's a black cat that crosses the street in my path, I will turn around and walk 20 minutes out of my way to not cross it.
It seems to me that if you were to take almost any half-century in history, you'd find a grand societal tug-of-war between the community and the individual.
If you look at communal experiments in general for any amount of time, you'll find a lot of horrors: raped children, sexual slavery, eugenics experiments, on and on.
Sometimes you have to let time carry you past your troubles.
You had to pick up a landline to make sure your best friend wore a matching outfit to school. I do remember people talking more. Nostalgia is dangerous, though.
Fiction is always a utopian task, in that there's an ideal you hold in your head as you write which inevitably fails in the moment of creation, in the insufficiency of words to convey meaning, or in the way the work is completed in the reader's head.
The novella is at once the most elegant and demanding form: a writer must balance the looseness of a novel with the concision of a short story, a feat that only the bravest and most talented of us can manage. In Brazil, Jesse Lee Kercheval proves, yet again, that she is exactly the right writer for the job. A wild American picaresque, Brazil snaps along briskly, yet feels full-fleshed, and brims with a sly wit and grace.
While writing, writers are living inside a character or characters, and when the book ekes into the world, writers are living inside the reader. That's more than connecting.
Everything is cyclical. Historical eras go through times of intense cynicism, broken by periods of intense idealism.
I have a feeling that books are a lot like people - they change as you age, so that some books that you hated in high school will strike you with the force of a revelation when you're older.
A lot of my work comes from a place of despair or fear.
I often write in order to gain some sort of control over aspects of my life or the world that seem too dark to look at directly.
Writing is the lonely sport of sad sacks.
I won't walk under scaffolding or under ladders.
I wear things like a baseball player wears things that are supposed to have luck. I am superstitious about everything.
I love writing from enclosed spaces: you really learn about your characters when they have tight walls to push against.
Song: Heloise and Abelard by Elizabeth Devlin.
Beyond the a propros subject matter, this lady can really play the Autoharp. This song sounds like something you'd find on a gramophone record.
There is part of me that longs to have the back-to-the-earth life - make my own bread, grow my own wheat, just be really self-sufficient - but I am not, at the moment, willing to give up the luxury of modern life, and amazing schools for my kids, and things that I've come to rely on that are parts of society.
The triumph of writing fiction is that by doing so, writers can build a more ideal world in themselves.
In the end, fiction is the craft of telling truth through lies.
I've never wanted to chuck my mortgage, drop the kids off at their grandparents' and run gloriously naked in fields of flax.
If the literary category of 'mordant fable' exists at all, it may be because Brock Clarke invented it. The Happiest People in the World is everything we fans have come to love from a Clarke novel: playful and deliriously skewed, and somehow balancing between genuinely great-hearted and gloriously weird.
It's not easy to make friends when you're an adult writer outside of academia, especially when you work alone in a little room for twelve hours a day, and so I wrote toward what I most longed for.
But I've married a deeply sensible person who is extremely good at talking me down from my various ledges, and who takes care of me in a billion ways.
My childhood was as conventional as you could get.
It's wonderful that nothing you write is ever going to be as beautiful as what's in your head, because that gap is where the art can enter and begin to stretch its limbs.
And she, the new mother of a daughter, felt a fierceness come over her that seized at her heart, that made her feel as if her bones were turned to steel, as if she could turn herself into a weapon to keep this daughter of hers from having to be hurt by the world outside the ring of her arms.
Plays are just all sort of playful asides, and there's a great deal of reference here to Greek mythology, plays, and dramas. The idea of the chorus is really important in Greek drama and I loved the idea of including that.
Childhood is such a delicate tissue; what they had done this morning could snag somewhere in the little ones, make a dull, small pain that will circle back again and again, and hurt them in small ways for the rest of their lives.
In my totally unscientific yet enthusiastic survey of Communal Experiments Throughout American History, I've discovered that the thing most likely to break up said experiments is: Sex, all that murky, dark, dirty gunk simmering beneath human relations.
I'm always hungry for people.
At least in my case, a very simple, regular, happy life makes for better writing.
I love Twitter. It's like having a closet full of clever friends that you can visit twice a day, then shove back into the darkness when you're tired of them.
As soon as you publish a book and the reader reads it, they're making an extension of your brain with their brain.
In this moment that blooms and fades as it passes, he is enough, and all is well in the world.
In terms of writing, I think what most fiction writers treasure more than anything is the feeling that they're living for the length of a book inside another person.
As with most of my work, I started from the abstract, from research, building an intellectual model that slowly became internalized when the characters came alive. It's fascinating what happens to the model you've so assiduously assembled when characters are allowed to run rampant: things you thought essential are broken and other things are vastly improved.
I try not to think too much or be too impatient, and let the back of my brain do its mysterious work.
I see ghosts everywhere, and that is partially a function of my being incredibly near-sighted and reading way too late into the night.
Sex is a good starting point for everything.
When I write new worlds, I work in layers, building and throwing out, and building anew.
I see history as really cyclical in terms of the intense idealism, and the desire to create a better life outside of societal norms.
Depressing thought: my friends were the girls I ate lunch with, all buddies from kindergarten who knew one another so well we weren't sure if we even liked one another anymore.
Freedom or community, community or freedom.
One must decide the way one wants to live. I chose community.
I think that writers have natural canvases, and my canvas, even in short stories, often seems to be the scope of a life.