I thought my book was done, then we went to Hawaii and the whole last chapter happened.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
I had this really great amazing thing happen where I almost finished the book and I really needed to come up with an ending and I decided to go back and re-read the book and see if I could come up with an ending.
Every book for me is a chapter in the long book which will finally be closed on the day of my death.
I have a manuscript that I'm almost done with, but I've been saying that forever. I'm on what I think will be the second-to-last chapter. It's a story about chance and coincidence.
I don't remember ever having finished a book.
You will, I am sure, agree with me that... if page 534 only finds us in the second chapter, the length of the first one must have been really intolerable.
The book doesn't end when you finish writing it.
I didn't want my last chapter to be the guy who sits at the piano and sings love songs.
I treated the first few books as a very long journalistic exercise. I thought of every chapter as an article that needed to be finished.
I just have to proceed as usual. No matter what happens, nothing helps with the writing of the next book.
If I'm writing and a chapter isn't coming, I just move ahead.