Daniel Handler
Daniel Handler
Daniel Handleris an American writer and journalist. He is best known for his work under the pen name Lemony Snicket, having published children's series A Series of Unfortunate Events and All the Wrong Questions under this pseudonym. He has also published adult novels under his real name; his first book The Basic Eight was rejected by many publishers for its dark subject matter. His most recent book is We Are Pirates. Handler has also played the accordion in several bands...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionNovelist
Date of Birth28 February 1970
CitySan Francisco, CA
CountryUnited States of America
It is easy to decide on what is wrong to wear to a party, such as deep-sea diving equipment or a pair of large pillows, but deciding what is right is much trickier.
Take it back, Ed. Take it all back.
I had written eight drafts of the Lemony Snicket' screenplay when this changing-of-the-guard thing happened, and I said to the new producers, "I don't think I could write any more drafts." I guess I was sort of hoping they would say, "Well that's okay, this last one is perfect." But instead, they said, "It's funny you should say that. We don't think you can write any more drafts either."
I know you can't see it, not you, Ed, but maybe if I tell you the whole plot you'll understand it this once, because even now I want you to see it. I don't love you anymore, of course I don't, but there's still something I can show you. You know I want to be a director, but you never truly see the movies in my head and that, Ed, is why we broke up.
Frustration is an interesting emotional state, because it tends to bring out the worst in whoever is frustrated.
You know I want to be a director, but you could never truly see the movies in my head and that, Ed, is why we broke up.
I find reading screenplays difficult, as they're only a roadmap for what a movie might end up being.
I was stupid, the official descriptive phrase for happy.
One cannot spend forever sitting and solving the mysteries of oone's history.
Undeveloped, the whole thing,tossed into a box before we really had a chance to know what we had, and that's why we broke up.
Wherever it's good, whatever strange, faraway land, let's go there, let's stay in that place alone.
When you start reading nonfiction books about piracy, you realize that it's actually just a history of desperate people.
If we wait until we're ready, we'll be waiting for the rest of our lives.
Why not rise from the grave and terrorize a little instead of staying buried and dead in the cemetery?