There are many reasons why novelists write, but they all have one thing in common - a need to create an alternative world.
John FowlesRead
All novelists should live in two different worlds: a real one and an unreal one.
Interpretation
Writers balance their understanding of reality with their imagination to create compelling narratives.
This quote suggests that novelists must inhabit both the real world, where they draw inspiration from life experiences and observations, and an unreal world, which represents their imagination and creativity. By engaging with both realms, writers can craft stories that resonate deeply with readers while also allowing for the exploration of fantastical elements that engage the imagination.
In practice
A writing workshop where participants explore this balance.
There are many reasons why novelists write, but they all have one thing in common - a need to create an alternative world.
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