Daniel Woodrell
Daniel Woodrell
Daniel Woodrellis an American writer of fiction. He has written eight novels, most of them set in the Missouri Ozarks. Woodrell coined the phrase "country noir" to describe his 1996 novel Give Us a Kiss. Reviewers have frequently since used the term to categorize his writing...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionNovelist
Date of Birth4 March 1953
CountryUnited States of America
forever happened
This is how sudden things happened that haunted forever.
hate confused hands
Love and hate hold hands always so it made natural sense that they'd get confused by upset married folk in the wee hours once in a while and a nosebleed or bruised breast might result. But it just seemed proof that a great foulness was afoot in the world when a no-strings roll in the hay with a stranger led to chipped teeth or cigarette burns on the wrist.
fate shine-on shining
A person has to show some spirit -- fate just about never shines on chickenshits.
expectations better-days
I, myself, often wished to be spared the expectation of better days ahead or such.
sweet fiction realist
There's an overlap between social-realist fiction and crime fiction - a sweet spot there.
winter people towns
I've bumped into at least three people in town who all insist 'Winter's Bone' is about them.
mouths shut-up said
I said shut up once already, with my mouth.
eye wind skins
Ree, brunette and sixteen, with milk skin and abrupt green eyes, stood bare-armed in a fluttering yellowed dress, face to the wind, her cheeks reddening as if smacked and smacked again.
full romantic
I guess it's ridiculously romantic, but I wanted to be a full tilt, sink-or-swim writer.
confident guy knew overly
As a high-school drop-out, I knew I wanted to write, but I wasn't overly confident that I was going to be writing anything serious. I was happy enough with the idea that I could be a penny-a-word guy and survive.
masters
I have always loved short stories. I have been at least as influenced by the short story masters as I have been by novelists.
list
I had gone to enlist in the Navy, but they had a long waiting list and no need for high-school dropouts.
awake cup desk fully near rise wander written
I rise near dawn, make a strong cup of coffee, wander to my desk and come fully awake by reading something written the day before.
blew caught concerned cop decided drive ice kansas nobody ride roads
In February of 1972, a snowstorm blew into Kansas City, and I decided to hitchhike to California. The roads were icy, snowflakes howling, and nobody would drive me to the highway, so I humped through the snow and ice and caught a ride with a concerned cop to the Kansas Turnpike.