Ratings265
Average rating4.3
I have so much time for this man – I could read him talking about writing and wiping his arse with poison ivy all day long. I enjoyed the memoir and the “on writing” elements equally. His plotting process (or lack thereof) is still bewildering to me. A welcome palate-cleanse after reading Anne Lamott's memoir/writing book Bird by Bird, which was the churlish antithesis of “inspiring”.