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Here is where I like to burst in as a writer, to take one strong sensory detail or image and instead of enhancing it or directing attention to it by shouting about it, I simply take it away.

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Vera Nazarian
Age: 58
Born: 1966
Born: May 25
Novelist
Science Fiction Writer
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Moscow
Russian SFSR
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Stick around long enough to be someone's friend. Because true friendship, once recognized, in its essence is effortless.
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The pyramid shape is said to hold many secrets and amazing properties. One of them is a sense of wonder.
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I've always been creative verbally, had a flair, my teachers said - wrote great expository essays in elementary school, scribbled little poems, embraced all writing assignments. And all along I read voraciously - first in Russian and then, after we left the USSR, in English, and even Spanish.
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Being smart as a whip includes knowing when not to crack it.
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Some people prefer eating dessert to the main course. These people have never been really hungry.
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Incidentally, the world is magical. Magic is simply what's off our human scale... at the moment.
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A choir is made up of many voices, including yours and mine. If one by one all go silent then all that will be left are the soloists. Don’t let a loud few determine the nature of the sound. It makes for poor harmony and diminishes the song.
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Thoughts are slippery fish in a cold shallow stream.If you are intent on capturing a worthwhile one, you need to stand very still, focus very hard on somewhere outside yourself, and then simply ignore it until it gets so close that it tickles your ankles.Then, pounce.
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The desert is a place of bones, where the innards are turned out, to desiccate into dust.
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Listen to the trees as they sway in the wind. Their leaves are telling secrets. Their bark sings songs of olden days as it grows around the trunks. And their roots give names to all things. Their language has been lost. But not the gestures.
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I am happy. I have something to accomplish, create, and achieve. I am happy.
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SUN, MOON, AND STARRY SKY Early summer evenings, when the first stars come out, the warm glow of sunset still stains the rim of the western sky. Sometimes, the moon is also visible, a pale white slice, while the sun tarries. Just think -- all the celestial lights are present at the same time! These are moments of wonder -- see them and remember.
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I sat down and wrote a short story in two weeks and submitted it to Marion Zimmer Bradley. And Marion bought Wound On The Moon .My first sale and my first pro sale rolled into one.
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What is blood but the wine of life?
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The heartland lies where the heart longs to be. Sometimes it takes a lifetime to find the true place to plant it.
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The only thing faster than the speed of thought is the speed of forgetfulness. Good thing we have other people to help us remember.
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My characters often start out with a loss of some sort, usually a loss of emotion or purpose or hope. What I do in the course of my writing is weave a thematic arc of fulfillment. It is my constant theme as a creator.
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To every rule there is an exception—and an idiot ready to demonstrate it. Don't be the one!
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Frost grows on the window glass, forming whorl patterns of lovely translucent geometry. Breathe on the glass, and you give frost more ammunition. Now it can build castles and cities and whole ice continents with your breath’s vapor. In a few blinks you can almost see the winter fairies moving in . . . But first, you hear the crackle of their wings.
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Imagine a delicious glass of summer iced tea. Take a long cool sip. Listen to the ice crackle and clink. Is the glass part full or part empty? Take another sip. And now?
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