Literary Birthday - 11 August
Happy Birthday, Alex Haley, born 11 August 1921, died 10 February 1992
- I knew I wanted to write. I had dreamed about it for years. I wasn’t going to be one of those people who die wondering, “What if?”
- The family is our refuge and our springboard; nourished on it, we can advance to new horizons. In every conceivable manner, the family is link to our past, bridge to our future.
- Nobody can do for little children what grandparents do. Grandparents sort of sprinkle stardust over the lives of little children.
- The main thing you got to remember is that everything in the world is a hustle.
- Either you deal with what is the reality, or you can be sure that the reality is going to deal with you.
- Many a young person tells me he wants to be a writer. I always encourage such people, but I also explain that there’s a big difference between ‘being a writer’ and writing. In most cases these individuals are dreaming of wealth and fame, not the long hours alone at the typewriter. ‘You’ve got to want to write,’ I say to them, ‘not want to be a writer’.
- The reality is that writing is a lonely, private and poor-paying affair. For every writer kissed by fortune, there are thousands more whose longing is never requited. Even those who succeed often know long periods of neglect and poverty. I did.
Haley was an American writer. He is best known as the author of Roots: The Saga of an American Family and the co-author of The Autobiography of Malcolm X.
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by Amanda Patterson for Writers Write