Paris Review – The Art of Fiction No. 30, Evelyn Waugh



I gather from what you said earlier that you don’t find the act of writing difficult.


I don’t find it easy. You see, there are always words going round in my head: Some people think in pictures, some in ideas. I think entirely in words. By the time I come to stick my pen in my inkpot these words have reached a stage of order which is fairly presentable.

via Paris Review – The Art of Fiction No. 30, Evelyn Waugh.

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  1. July 24, 2015

    I feel like that happens to me a lot. Not all of the time or anything, but sometimes, I’ll sit down to write and I already have an entire scene written in my head. Well, I usually have to tweak a bit and make minor changes and fill in a gap here or there. But it just splats on the page and is about 95% done.

    • July 24, 2015

      Splats?! Now, Mr. Keys…

      • July 25, 2015

        That came out cruder than I meant it!

  2. July 24, 2015

    Wouldn’t that be nice~ I have a jumble of words swirling around in no particular order.

    • July 24, 2015

      I have a jumble of pictures, and bits of old music, and somehow if I sit down in quiet place with no distractions sometimes I can get the words down. But the older I get, the less quiet I have 😉 .

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