I grew up in Long Island, a place that vanished in front of my eyes. I grew up there in the '50s, in the great building boom. It was pretty distressing-you go away and come home and find a whole town gone, a cloverleaf in its place. |
I have many thoughts about the view from Mt. Holyoke. It hasn't really changed very much, for one thing. |
I know that to write you have to have stories you want to tell. You have to keep your mind alive, and you have to work hard. |
I like particular people, particular places. |
I make an index of my notes and then get to the writing as soon as I can. I do a rough draft, and then I rewrite and rewrite. |
I never planned on doing a book about Paul Farmer or his organization. I met him in Haiti when I was on a magazine assignment. It's almost like his story sort of fell in my lap. |
I tell beginning readers to read a lot and write a lot. If you want to write a book, find a subject that's really worth the time and effort you'll put in. |
I think if the writing comes too easily, it shows-it's usually hard to read. |
I think there's a certain level of decency and honor. |
I usually write about ordinary people and ordinary things, but Paul Farmer is the least ordinary person I've ever met... He's the leader of a small group of people who hope to cure a sick world, and I hope my book can help in some small way. |
I want my prose to be as clear as a pane of glass. |
I wanted some way to invite readers in, to set the stage for the book - and I tried many different things. |
I wanted to stay with my friends on Long Island, but I finally agreed to take a look at Andover. I remember being impressed by the school's extraordinary facilities. I thought about it long and hard and decided to give it a try. |
I was really so afraid. Of my own shadow practically. |
I went to Iowa to learn how to write fiction, but when I got there I couldn't come up with any good ideas for fiction. |