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
alienated expect given good interact mainstream parallel people sent separate square time trouble value
There are people so alienated from the mainstream of American culture that it's like a parallel universe. They don't expect anything but trouble from the square world. Every time they interact with that world, they're given a ticket, sent to jail, drafted. It's never good. So they live by a separate value system.
learned life object polite poor
I learned my values. It's better to be poor than to be beholden. Wealth is not the object of life. You should be polite as long as possible, and when you can't be polite anymore, don't run.
numbers felt
I felt like a number of things in me as a writer just clicked.
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.
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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.
bombing
I don't want to be callous about it, but we all seemed to get over the Oklahoma bombing pretty quickly, and we're never going to get over 9/11.
fellow liked
I liked my fellow Marines. I didn't like pointless orders.
attracted fit likes notion poetry
I'm very attracted to poetry for all the reasons someone likes poetry. The notion of compression seems to fit my personality.