Shakespeare had found language for the agony of living with one's own mistakes. There were words for finding yourself isolated with your failures. Phrases for discovering that you were wrong, all, all wrong, wrong, wrong. Virginia Euwer Wolff agonydiscoverfailure share on social
I grew up in rural Oregon in a log house with bark left on inside and out. We had no electricity, a massive stone fireplace, a grand piano, and tons of books. Virginia Euwer Wolff barkbookelectricity Change image and share on social
Reviewers have called my books 'novels in verse.' I think of them as written in prose, but I do use stanzas. Stanza means 'room' in Latin, and I wanted there to be 'room' - breathing opportunities to receive thoughts and have time to come out of them before starting again at the left margin. Virginia Euwer Wolff bookbreathecall share on social
No one writes as slowly as I do, I'm convinced. It's so hard for me. I learn slowly; I make decisions at a snail's pace. Virginia Euwer Wolff convincedecisionhard Change image and share on social
It's true that I had a bucolic, truly peaceful childhood, growing up in a house next to our family's orchard. We had a lot of books and art, but no electricity until I was eight years old. Since then, I have seen a lot of inner-city life, though. Virginia Euwer Wolff artbookbucolic share on social
The teenage years are the years to examine faith - the need to be independent and the need to be anchored. Who made all this? And what do I have to do with it? Virginia Euwer Wolff anchoreexaminefaith Change image and share on social
Most people I know don't even realize I'm an award-winning author, but I have gotten many opportunities to travel to places I'd never have visited otherwise. Virginia Euwer Wolff authorawardopportunity Change image and share on social
After clearing the land, planting the orchard, building the house and barn, and surviving the Great Depression, our father died suddenly one winter night when we were small, leaving us to learn about loss before we even knew its name. Virginia Euwer Wolff barnbuildclear share on social
I work early in the morning, before my nasty critic gets up - he rises about noon. By then, I've put in much of a day's work. Virginia Euwer Wolff criticdayearly Change image and share on social
My mother had no idea that her daughter would turn out to be a writer, but she would not let me go through a day of my childhood without music. Virginia Euwer Wolff childhooddaughterday Change image and share on social