‘A writer only becomes a true writer by practising his craft, by experimenting constantly with language, as a great artist may experiment with clay or oils until the medium becomes second nature, to be moulded however the artist may desire.’ AS Byatt Possession (Vintage 1990)
It seems so logical now, such common sense, but the point these words made was something of an epiphany for me the first time I read them. A light shone on a neglected part of my brain, joined not by a choir of angels’ song but just one voice, the inner, silent one, reasoning that this was the most logical way of making progress with one’s creative writing.
It seems so logical now, such common sense, but the point these words made was something of an epiphany for me the first time I read them. A light shone on a neglected part of my brain, joined not by a choir of angels’ song but just one voice, the inner, silent one, reasoning that this was the most logical way of making progress with one’s creative writing.
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