"If it sounds like writing, I rewrite it."
Elmore Leonard
"Say all you have to say in the fewest possible words, or your reader will be sure to skip them; and in the plainest possible words or he will certainly misunderstand them."
John Ruskin
“It's possible, in a poem or short story, to write about commonplace things and objects using commonplace but precise language, and to endow those things with immense, even startling power.”
Raymond Carver
"I think people become writers because they are compulsive wordsmiths."
Margaret Atwood
"[Reading] good writing is like swimming under water and holding your breath."
Scott Fitzgerald
"Not that the story need be long, but it will take a long while to make it short."
Henry David Thoreau
"Writing in English is the most ingenious torture ever devised for sins committed in previous lives."
James Joyce
"It takes a heap of loafing to write a good book."
Gertrude Stein
"Good writers are those who keep the language efficient. That is to say, keep it accurate, keep it clear."
Ezra Pound
"I’m a failed poet. Maybe every novelist wants to write poetry first, finds he can’t, and then tries the short story, which is the most demanding form after poetry. And, failing at that, only then does he take up novel writing."
William Faulkner
“Writing is something you can never do as well as it can be done. It is a perpetual challenge and it is more difficult than anything else I have ever done."
Ernest Hemingway
"It took me fifteen years to discover I had no talent for writing, but I couldn't give it up, because by that time I was too famous."
Robert Benchley
"Better to write for yourself and have no public, than to write for the public and have no self."
Cyril Connolly
"Some editors are failed writers, but so are most writers."
TS Eliot
"Writing a novel without being asked seems a bit like having a baby when you have nowhere to live."
Lucy Ellman
"An author ought to write for the youth of his own generation, the critics of the next, and the school-masters of ever afterward."
F. Scott Fitzgerald
"The best way to become a successful writer is to read good writing, remember it, and then forget where you remember it from."
Gene Fowler
"I have tried simply to write the best I can. Sometimes I have good luck and write better than I can."
Ernest Hemingway
"I can write better than anybody who can write faster, and I can write faster than anybody who can write better."
A. J. Liebling
"It's very hard to be a gentleman and a writer."
W. Somerset Maugham
"Writing is the hardest way of earning a living, with the possible exception of wrestling alligators."
Olin Miller
"I know I was writing stories when I was five. I don't know what I did before that. Just loafed I suppose."
P.G.Wodehouse
"A writer is somebody for whom writing is more difficult than it is for other people."
Thomas Mann
"If you have any young friends who aspire to become writers, the second greatest favor you can do them is to present them with copies of The Elements of Style. The first greatest, of course, is to shoot them now, while they’re happy."
Dorothy Parker
"Be obscure clearly."
E.B. White
"Easy reading is damn hard writing."
Nathaniel Hawthorne
"The writing life is essentially one of solitary confinement – if you can't deal with this you needn't apply."
Will Self
"Substitute 'damn' every time you're inclined to write 'very'; your editor will delete it and the writing will be just as it should be."
Samuel Clemens
"I am not a writer, but my poor efforts have made a great difference in my life."
Jessie Lee Brown Foveaux
"Get in, get out. Don't linger. Go on.”
Raymond Carver
"The worst enemy to creativity is self-doubt."
Sylvia Plath
“There is nothing to writing. All you do is sit at a typewriter and bleed.”
Ernest Hemingway
"The tools I need for my work are paper, tobacco, food, and a little whiskey."
William Faulkner
"When in doubt, have a man come through the door with a gun in his hand."
Raymond Chandler
“Show me a hero and I’ll write you a tragedy.”
F Scott Fitzgerald
“Writers are desperate people, and when they stop being desperate they stop being writers.”
Charles Bukowski
“There are only three things to be done with a woman. You can love her, suffer for her, or turn her into literature.”
Henry Miller
"Reading gives us someplace to go when we have to stay where we are."
Mason Cooley
"A reader lives a thousand lives before he dies. The man who never reads lives only once."
George R R Martin
“Only the very weak-minded refuse to be influenced by literature and poetry.”
Cassandra Clare
“Stories of imagination tend to upset those without one.”
Terry Pratchett
“Literature is a luxury; fiction is a necessity.”
G.K. Chesterton
“There is no surer foundation for a beautiful friendship than a mutual taste in literature.”
P.G. Wodehouse
“Literature is the most agreeable way of ignoring life.”
Fernando Pessoa
“If the word doesn't exist, invent it; but first be sure it doesn't exist.”
Charles Baudelaire
“My definition of good literature is that which can be read by an educated reader, and reread with increased pleasure.”
Gene Wolfe
“People don't expect too much from literature. They just want to know they're not alone with being confused.”
Jonathan Ames
“All I am is literature, and I am not able or willing to be anything else.”
Franz Kafka
“The answers you get from literature depend on the questions you pose.”
Margaret Atwood
“Literature is the safe and traditional vehicle through which we learn about the world and pass on values from one generation to the next. Books save lives.”
Laurie Anderson
“No fiction is worth reading except for entertainment. If it entertains and is clean, it is good literature, or its kind. If it forms the habit of reading, in people who might not read otherwise, it is the best literature.”
Edgar Rice Burroughs
“I like my coffee with cream and my literature with optimism.”
Abigail Reynolds
“In great literature, I become a thousand different men but still remain myself.”
C.S. Lewis
“If I read a book that impresses me, I have to take myself firmly in hand before I mix with other people; otherwise they would think my mind rather queer.”
Anne Frank
“High and fine literature is wine, and mine is only water; but everybody likes water.”
Mark Twain
“What people value in their books—and thus what they count as literature—really tells you more about them than it does about the book.”
Brent Weeks
"A mind needs books as a sword needs a whetstone, if it is to keep its edge."
George R R Martin
“After all, all he did was string together a lot of old, well-known quotations.”
H.L. Mencken
"Creative improvisation is the genesis of art."
Joseph Gilmore
"I love writing, and by 'writing', I mean, of course, staring at the wall for hours."
Joseph Gilmore
"Sometimes a writer must sacrifice plausibility for effect, and a reader must sometimes suspend disbelief."
Joseph Gilmore
This is powerful — whatever it is! A flash fiction? short short? or whatever!
it seems to me too good to let go of — when I’m sure there is more, perhaps much more, that you might do with this.
Thanks Bob, maybe I’ll come back to it some time and expand on it.
Much mystery here.
I love this story, from the very beginning, the tetrameter rhythm of the title, all the way through to the mysterious ” I sit here now, warts and all..” I will read this a third and fourth time, and then maybe I’ll know who is sitting here now, warts and all. Clearly someone who was close to Abigail and wants to be with her again. A husband or sister or friend, maybe.
I am touched, moved, by “the sadness and fear in her eyes ”
I like the way you’ve put those together. In life, sadness and fear do so often go together.
And I like the simple direct statement of, “But that was in the beginning, when she was afraid.” A good clean striking sentence.
I like the way you’ve been sparse with adjectives, and the ones you’ve used are perfect: “…come in like organic pebbles…” That’s good. Very good.
This may turn out to be one of my favorites. I think “Abigail kept the lights out in her room but always a candle was lit. She said it was the only way, and she was afraid then” is good. It tells us something about her struggle — but not the how and what and why.
The how and what are alluded to, clearly enough for our imaginations to fill in. After the second reading, Abigail became so real to me that I cared enough to want to know why. But I can accept that it’s perhaps a universal why, a why that does not need to be specific but only needs to be recognized.
Very good story.
wow what a fabulous, fabulous comment to a story I almost didn’t post.
I hope you are reading the most up to date version of the story, as I sometimes take commas out and replace them with periods.
Thank you
I suppose you notice the person sitting there now has developed the conditions Abigail had before turning “witch”. – Rocking in place, fighting temptation to blow out the candle and give in to the darkness, the warts…
Reminds me a little of The Yellow Wallpaper
Yes, I noticed that and that, for me, is a big part of the mystery. Did this someone become a witch in the same way — whatever it was — that Abigail did? Or did Abigail bewitch this person? On purpose? With malice intent? Or did this person will himself/herself to become like Abigail in order to “go to it – to be with Abigail”? It’s a marvelous story not just for the plot, which is compelling, but also for the way it is developed, little piece by little piece, a smooth and seamless growing that takes the reader into a sparsely but richly and vividly detailed world, and reminds us that fear of the unknown is dreadful.
I say “sparsely” because you don’t tell us anything we don’t need to know. The vivid details you give us are necessary and sufficient.
Thanks, your comments are so nice, thoughtful and expressive.
Upon re-reading this, it appears more terrifying than before.
I do not think I will revisit this very often — and certainly not
before bedtime.
Bob
Haha, OK, thanks for re-reading. I hope you enjoy it more with each re-reading, but not before bedtime of course.
How about a light comedy next?? Love your writing!
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I k n e w you were gonna say that soon.
🙂
I’ll try, I almost promise.
And thank you.
Your allusions work on two levels. I can follow the stories and be entertained, even engrossed, by your writing on its own merits. Then often, after a little research, I can enjoy them a second time with a whole new appreciation. It takes a strong, skilled writer to use these types of allusions without alienating me as a reader, as I often learn you are referencing things I either never knew or have long ago forgotten. I think it is impressive that you can make irrelevant a reader’s lack of knowledge of history or the classics. Moreover, not only do you negate the risk of turning me off because I don’t recognize something, you are actually planting a seed that makes me want to learn what I am missing. I have a choice of doing the homework or not, and either way I have immensely enjoyed what I’ve just read. Thank you and kudos!
Amber
Thank you. Happiness is a nice comment, and that is a nice comment, so I am happy.
I’m so glad you recognize the stories as more than they appear to be. But It’s good too that you can enjoy them as they are, without feeling like you have to parse them, because sometimes, you just want to read a piece of frugal fiction, and enjoy it for what it is.
Well, I’ve come back to it–for I could not forget it. Every story that’s been written is out there somewhere in the world among all the other pieces of paper — or now, millions of bits or electronic blips or whatever — in whatever mode — there. But just there. “Before the Fall of Abigail” has more than that typographical or electronic existence. The story has now entered my personal field of consciousness, and I feel I must flag it with a caution or a warning to myself–Beware! Abigail has a way of falling that seems contagious, that lingers in the the crooks and crannies of the mind, and who knows what Abigail may be up to as I sleep?
Rovor
Thank you. I’m glad you like Abigail. Maybe I should write more like this one. – Except that I can’t quite be sure what its charm is.
Thank you for your comment on my poem.
I think what draws one to this story is that it is so human — if that makes sense. You can see the pull of the protagonist to run, but they cannot leave Abigail to deal with the darkness alone. Even if they cannot help. And they cannot bear to be without her, even if it hurts to be with her.
At least that is what I got from it.
Thank you Thérèse. Nice interpretation. I’m not sure who this person is who is actually considering extinguishing the candle and going into the darkness to be with Abigail. I sometimes imagined a male figure and sometimes a female. I wonder if it’s Abigail’s sister or mother or husband or brother… I guess we don ‘t get to know.
Again, brilliant writing, especially considering you are giving a personality to an established person in history. I actually just got finished studying Abigail Williams in my American Literature course (I had to read the accounts of the Salem Witch Trials), and this is a interesting spin on her character.
I like it. 🙂
Oh wow thanks! brilliant writing. Most gracious comment.
I often pull a fictional character from a book, usually a classic, and create another situation for the character in my own story. It’s not always obvious. But it’s sort of where I find my Muse.
(Not that Abigail is fictional, but you know what I mean).
A comment well deserved. 🙂
And yes, I know exactly what you mean, and I quite like it. You breathe new life into existing characters by putting them in new situations and scenarios, and that is cool. 🙂
What’s the temptation that leads someone to become evil? Does he/she wake up one morning and say that this is it; this is the way I’m going to be from now on? Or is it an accumulation of events, bad things that happened to them that mold them into being who they have become? Hitler comes to mind.
That one lit candle. Interesting.
Ah the lit candle. I liked calling that candle the good candle to represent the light from the candle being good in all that darkness. I imagined Abigail as a good person who turned into a witch or was possessed in some way, but I don’t really know what happened to her. What ever it was, it was beginning to happen to the narrator also.