Monday, April 18, 2011

Quote from the book You Can't Go Home Again by Thomas Wolfe

"Already his next novel was begun and was beginning to take shape within him. He would soon have to get it out of him. He dreaded the prospect of buckling down in earnest to write it, for he knew the agony of it. It was like demoniacal possession, driving him with an alien force much greater than his own. While the fury of creation was upon him, it meant sixty cigarettes a day, twenty cups of coffee, meals snatched anyhow and anywhere and at whatever time of day or night he happened to remember he was hungry. It meant sleeplessness, and miles of walking to bring on the physical fatigue without which he could not sleep; then nightmares, nerves, and exhaustion in the morning."

What a great way to describe the life of a writer. I think it's rather fitting.

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