for some reason the reading I had done all my life – and it was a lot of reading – wasn’t translating into good writing.
Should reading translate into good writing?
for some reason the reading I had done all my life – and it was a lot of reading – wasn’t translating into good writing.
Should reading translate into good writing?
Maybe it was my obsession with Stephen King, whose books I kept turning over in my head throughout the dark depression.
How does reading inspire writing, and why did King speak to Diaz so powerfully?
radiant despair
interesting juxtaposition