All children "write." (And paint, and sing.) I suppose the real question is why do so many people give it up. Intimidation, I suppose. Fear of not being good. Lack of time.


The Paris Review, Issue 117, Winter 1990, The Art of Fiction No. 121


All children write. (And paint, and sing.) I suppose the real question is why do so many people give it up. Intimidation, I suppose. Fear of not...

All children write. (And paint, and sing.) I suppose the real question is why do so many people give it up. Intimidation, I suppose. Fear of not...

All children write. (And paint, and sing.) I suppose the real question is why do so many people give it up. Intimidation, I suppose. Fear of not...

All children write. (And paint, and sing.) I suppose the real question is why do so many people give it up. Intimidation, I suppose. Fear of not...