It took me years of attempts and failed drafts before I finally wrote the elegies I needed to write.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
It took me sixteen years to write.
It's the hardest thing in the world to dedicate to writing, but if you do that even once a week, after six months or a year you'll have something substantial.
I don't think anything I've written has been done in under six or eight drafts. Usually it takes me a few years to write a book. 'World's Fair' was an exception. It seemed to be a particularly fluent book as it came. I did it in seven months. I think what happened in that case is that God gave me a bonus book.
I'm not a good writer. It takes me a long time to get there. I write and then rewrite and revise and do it over and over until I'm satisfied.
For several decades, I believed it was necessary to be extraordinary if you wanted to write, and since I wasn't, I gave up my ambition and settled down to a life of reading.
I have to re-write a lot. I couldn't tell you how many drafts I write, but I know I've done at least twenty rewrites on each book.
Writing is hard work: it is like doing homework for the rest of your life. You are always chipping away at it.
I feel like you just need to keep writing until the writing itself just begins to take shape.
Writing doesn't come easily to me. It gets more and more difficult.
I don't write drafts. I write from the beginning to the end, and when it's finished, it's done.