What would have become of me if no one had wanted to read my books? And don't forget all those who have written of me.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
Without books I would not have become a vivacious reader, and if you are not a reader you are not a writer.
There are people out there who will not read books, but somehow they'll read my books.
I knew I would read all kinds of books and try to get at what it is that makes good writers good. But I made no promises that I would write books a lot of people would like to read.
I loved to read and to write, but then something happened. As I made my way through school, I kept getting handed books to read that didn't excite me and didn't even remotely connect to the realities of my life.
I decided if I couldn't be a writer, my life would be miserable. I had this imaginary room of references to all the books I had read, a kind of bubble, in which I lived.
I like to write books that I would have liked as a child, that would have got me thinking and imagining beyond the words on the page. In a way, my audience is always how I remember myself as a child.
I'd always been a big reader, and I loved books, and I always thought writing would be a great way to get by in the world.
Growing up, books were my lifeline, and I owe a debt to those writers that can never be repaid. They saved my sanity and gave me a world I could escape to. If I can pay that forward to another person, that's all I ask.
When I was growing up, a lot of books affected me, but I never wrote letters to the author or anything like that. I'm always mindful that there are probably a whole bunch of people reading my books like that, too.
I knew I loved writing, and I was raised by people who love books.
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