Danh ngôn của Janet Fitch
I tried writing fiction as a little kid, but had a teacher humiliate me, so didn't write again until I was a senior in college.
I tried writing fiction as a little kid, but had a teacher humiliate me, so didn't write again until I was a senior in college.
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Các câu danh ngôn khác của cùng tác giả: Janet Fitch
- Depression, suffering and anger are all part of being human.
- A lot of people think they should be happy all the time. But the writer understands you need both. You need the whole piano: the richness of the whole human experience. Depression, suffering and anger are all part of being human.
Các câu danh ngôn khác của cùng chuyên mục: Teacher
- My father, I think he played percussion in high school. My mother played piano when she was very young, but only for a brief while. I don't think she had a great teacher. In any case, neither of them were really into music at a young age.
- In high school, my English teacher Celeste McMenamin introduced me to the great novels and Shakespeare and taught me how to write. Essays, poetry, critical analysis. Writing is a skill that was painful then but a love of mine now.
- Christine Bass was my high school music teacher. She took a program on its last legs and within a few years turned into one of the best programs in the country. Our high school dominated national choir competitions all through her 20-plus year tenure.
- My dad is a chemical engineer, and my mom was a teacher. They were pretty serious about education, but I always thought about things a little bit differently.
- Doo-wop is the true music to me, man. Doo-wop was what nurtured me and grew me into who I am, and I guess even when I was in school, the teacher probably thought I had ADD or something every day, because I'd be beating on the desks, singing like the Flamingos or the Spaniels or Clyde McPhatter or somebody.