I'm not happy when I'm writing, but I'm more unhappy when I'm not.
writing is the loneliest job in the world. There's always that frustrating chasm to bridge between the concept and the writing of it. We're a harassed tribe, we writers.
There is no adequate definition for creative writing, any more than it is possible to describe pain or flavor or color.
But suppose, asks the student of the professor, we follow all your structural rules for writing, what about that something else that brings the book alive? What is the formula for that? The formula for that is not included in the curriculum.
