To say that a writer's hold on reality is tenuous is an understatement-it's like saying the Titanic had a rough crossing. Writer's build their own realities, move into them and occasionally send letters home. The only difference between a writer and a crazy person is that a writer gets paid for it.David Gerrold
About This Quote
The first line of this quote was a line from a 1974 essay by Kurt Vonnegut about the difficulty of getting published. It's also the title to a collection of his essays. The other line is from a short story called "The Secret Life of Walter Mitty" by James Thurber. In the story, a man has a vivid daydreams about being a secret agent, but he's afraid to tell anyone about them because he knows they won't be believed.
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