Stewart O'Nan Quotes


Growing up in the '60s and early '70s with the space flight and the Apollo program I always loved planes. I always loved rockets and I always loved space travel.

Maybe he was old-fashioned but to him a couple meant a strong bond with positive and negative charges constantly arcing between them.

The spirit of Jane Eyre looms over Once Upon a Day. Lisa Tucker keeps the plot of this gothic novel bubbling with tons of juicy family secrets.

The happiest she'd ever been was with him and the saddest. Was that the true test of love?

The sins of the Midwest: flatness emptiness a necessary acceptance of the familiar. Where is the romance in being buried alive? In growing old?

What man wanted a woman without fire and vice-versa?

The story is always in service to the characters and is only as long or short or neat or ragged as it needs to be.

I don't like coming home. It keeps me from being nostalgic which by nature I am. Even before the plane begins its descent I find myself dreading the questions left unanswered by my childhood.

Why was he drawn to complicated women or were all women--all people finally--complicated?

Local teenagers killed in a car crash is a suburban legend a stock plot line.

Getting inside your character's head and letting the reader see the world through not just their eyes but their sensibility creates an intimacy that can't be duplicated in any other medium.

As a fiction writer my favorite tools are my imagination and the peculiar opportunities offered by different points of view.

No one writes a great book every time out or even a good book.

I always squirm when I read what's called 'creative nonfiction ' and the writer is lobbing gobs of emotion and language at the world hoping some of it will stick.

The two hardest things about writing are starting and not stopping.

All stories teach us something and promise us something whether they're true or invented legend or fact.

You couldn't relive your life skipping the awful parts without losing what made it worthwhile. You had to accept it as a whole--like the world or the person you loved.