Write about the thing that scares you most or your most private confession and you'll never have a problem coming up with decent fiction.
Successful writing is a slow, daily, meticulous form of mental illness.
If you schlep a shit job everyday, keep and feed a little secret life--whether it's writing, art, running, music, your thoughts. It's yours.
Love it when a compelling new character kicks open your mental door, tracks mud across your brain, and props their feet up on your cerebrum.
Keep being bold on the page, and in life, and people cannot ignore you forever.
Creativity and intelligence, rather than violence, are the best problem solvers.
I write fiction. It may have mystery, it may have horror, it may have fantasy, it may have love, but like life, it's all the same genre.
You can be a writer who doesn't read everyday. But you're not fooling anyone. It shows, rather embarrassingly, in your work.
I've found the best way to revise your own work is to pretend that somebody else wrote it and then to rip the living shit out of it.
I write every day whether somebody pays me or not. I write every day whether or not self-doubt is kicking my ass. It's what writers must do.
Always mystify, torture, mislead, and surprise the audience as much as possible.
A writer always writes.
If you focus on the humanity of your stories, your characters, then the horror will be stronger, scarier. Without the humanity, the horror becomes nothing more than a tawdry parlor trick. All flash an...
It's my belief that people enter your life at exactly the right time.
The recipe for great art has always been misery and a good bowel movement.
Nothing's a better cure for writer's block than to eat ice cream right out of the carton.
When you're writing what you love, it's the most fun you can have with your clothing still on, unless of course, you write naked.
If you treat your characters like people, they'll reward you by being fully developed individuals.
Mothman flew away from town, like a giant bat, and then disappeared from sight behind a thicket of skeletal autumn trees.
Write for impact first, money second. If you do it the other way around, you’ll end up with less of either.
