I’ve subscribed to The Southeast Review‘s Writing Regimen for the month of December, and one benefit that I’m really appreciating is the receipt of a literary quotation each morning. Here’s one–sad but true–that I received over the weekend.
“Writers write about what obsesses them. You draw those cards. I lost my mother when I was 14. My daughter died at the age of 6. I lost my faith as a Catholic. When I’m writing, the darkness is always there. I go where the pain is.”