Rose leaned against the bathroom door. Here it was – her real life, the truth of who she was, barreling down on her like a bus with bad brakes. Here was the truth – she wasn’t the kind of person Jim could fall in love with. She wasn’t what she’d made herself out to be – a cheerful, uncomplicated girl, a normal girl with a happy, orderly life, a girl who wore pretty shoes and had nothing more pressing on her mind that whether ER was a rerun this week. The truth was in the exercise tape she didn’t have time to unwrap, let alone exercise to; the truth was her hairy legs and ugly underwear. Most of all, the truth was her sister, her gorgeous, messed-up, fantastically unhappy and astoundingly irresponsible sister. Jennifer Weiner
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  1. Cram your head with characters and stories. Abuse your library privileges. Never stop looking at the world, and never stop reading to find out what sense other people have made of it. If people give you a hard time and tell you to get your...
  2. Read everything. Read fiction and non-fiction, read hot best sellers and the classics you never got around to in college.
  3. Tell the story that's been growing in your heart, the characters you can't keep out of your head, the tale story that speaks to you, that pops into your head during your daily commute, that wakes you up in the morning.
  4. If a writer writes poems and short stories and novels, but nobody ever reads them, is she really a writer?
  5. Maybe it was inertia -or worse, fear- that was keeping me in the same place.
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