The England I write about doesn't strike me as the real one. Martha Grimes More Quotes by Martha Grimes More Quotes From Martha Grimes You can't be blocked if you just keep on writing words. Any words. People who get 'blocked' make the mistake of thinking they have to write good words. Martha Grimes mistake writing thinking Before you hate something you should try to understand it. Martha Grimes hate understanding trying We don't know who we are until we see what we can do. Martha Grimes strength motivational inspirational The English inn stands permanently planted at the confluence of the roads of history, memory, and romance. Martha Grimes romance england memories Children can ask what adults don't dare to because we don't want to admit we're scared and we don't really want to hear the answers. Martha Grimes adults answers children Silence is a way of saying: we do not have to entertain each other; we are okay as we are. Martha Grimes okay silence way You can never do enough for the dead. You search around for comfort but there is no comfort; there never was and never will be. There is only a gradual wearing away of the sharp edges, so that you don't feel ambushed at every turn, as if you saw the dead suddenly rounding the corner. Martha Grimes saws enough comfort writers just kept on staring at nothing until they wrote something. Might be two minutes or two weeks. Martha Grimes week might two Writing is an antisocial act. Martha Grimes antisocial writing Intricately plotted, beautifully paced, The Music of the Spheres is an elegant historical novel rich in detail, at times Dickensian in its description of London. Elizabeth Redfern has made an exciting debut. Martha Grimes historical-novels details london Talking's just a nervous habit. Martha Grimes nervous habit talking I cleared my throat - it isn't frogs you get in your throat; it's memories. Martha Grimes throat frogs memories Most people see what they want to, or at least what they expect to. Martha Grimes expectations want people Elf made his way fuzzily back to the drawer, trying to think nasty thoughts about his tormentor (Mungo the dog) but he couldn't, as he was too little and his mind was formless and without messages.( Elf the tiny kitten Mungo tormented ) Martha Grimes dog mind thinking Arnold was a dog's dog. Whenever he shuffled along walks and through alleyways, he always gave the impression of being on to something big. Martha Grimes alleyways bigs dog And so it continued all day, wynde after wynde, From a room beyond came the whistle of a teakettle. Now, you really must join me. I've some marvelous Darjeeling, and some delicious petit fours a friend of mine gave me for Christmas. Martha Grimes fours tea rooms An idyllic childhood is probably illusion. Martha Grimes idyllic illusion childhood Remember the great film with Bette Davis, All About Eve? There's a scene after the scheming Eve steals Margo's role through trickery & then gets this magnificent review. Margo of course is effing & blinding all over the place. And crying. Her director rushes into her house, puts his arms around her & says, "I ran all the way". That's what I want. Martha Grimes roles house directors There are people who read Tolstoy or Dostoevski who do not insist that their endings be happy or pleasant or, at least, not be depressing. But if you're writing mysteries - oh, no, you can't have an ending like that. It must be tidy. Martha Grimes be-happy you happy people I do read P.D. James because she pays much more attention to character, to a particular atmosphere or setting. But most mystery writers, I think, are controlled by the plot. Martha Grimes think mystery attention character
