I think I was 16 when I had the thought of maybe being a writer. And this is complicated, something I only now understand, because when I was young, having dyslexia and not knowing it made reading such an ordeal.
From Philip Schultz
I didn't learn how to read until I was at the end of fifth grade and 11 years old and held back.
The word 'novel' carries, for me, a weight as ominous, all-consuming and unforgiving as any Job encountered.
I was 17 when I decided to write stories as big as cathedrals, overflowing with the kind of memorable and audacious characters Walker Percy, Ernest Hemingway and Saul Bellow created.
I never doubted my talent. If talent was the circus, then I was its ringmaster and audience, applauding its every move.
With my fiction, I focused on chapters and overall conceptions, while in poetry, I crawled along in the trenches of each sentence, examining every word for a sign of a deeper significance.
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