"It is a dreary, gray day. Spring is struggling to tug itself forward. So am I. Outside my writing window, it is drizzling, and my mood matches the atmosphere - dribs and drabs of depression, a light misting of malaise. What's wrong with me is what's wrong with spring: I am not all here yet."
— Julia Cameron
The Sound of Paper, 2004, Penguin Books
On Writing
"I keep six honest serving men (they taught me all I knew): their names are What and Why and When and How and Where and Who."
— Rudyard Kipling
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