Serial murders are just the worst stories. It can take an emotional toll on you.
When I'm sitting writing, I know that something works if I've made myself cry, or laugh, or have a visceral emotion.
I have so much to talk about. I have so much to share. There are so many different emotions going on inside of me right now.
Your anger and emotional outbursts usually result when someone penetrates to the core of what you do not like about yourself or still cannot accept.
I think in terms of emotions. And feelings. So sometimes what I say may not always be clear. But creatively, there's a lot to be said for that way of thinking.
What is most important to me is that my narrator's voice is believable, and that, though it is clearly an absolute fiction, it has the emotional resonance of memoir.
It was the first honest emotional connection I'd had in a while. So I immediately panicked and had to leave.
Don't listen to anyone. Trust what gives you pleasure. Trust the emotions. If you love something but can't explain why, that's enough
Living with a stammer is difficult. It's a daily uphill struggle with emotional baggage weighing you down. You can't be the person you want to be.
We all have the same pallet of emotional paints. It is how we pigment them on the canvas of life that dictates our artistry.
They forget that for a Creator to create, He must be greater than His creation, thus He must be by definition not less than emotional.
I play damaged people a lot. I'm a Cancer. And I say that tongue and cheek, but I wear my heart on my sleeve. I'm a very emotional woman.
I don't think there's much point in putting me a deep, dark, heavy, emotional film because there are people who do it so much better than I do.
Sometimes you have to go places with characters and emotions within yourself you don't want to do, but you have a duty to the story and as a storyteller to do it.
You can take the boy out of England, but you can't take England out of the boy. And ummm, yes, I feel a huge emotional attachment to England.
I think everybody has had emotional distress, but yes, I think I'm pretty stable.
Whether you realize it or not, your ongoing battle with unbelief drives all your sinful thoughts, emotions, desires, and actions.
There's so much of, it could have been a very critical examination of what happened, and really the emotional lives of the people involved sort of carry the characters forward.
Life is full of disparate details arbitrarily joined together by dreams, pain and yearning. I do not long for sense, but I call for emotion and imagination amidst this chaos.
You have to go through a mental and emotional process to recognize who you really are. I finally recognized that I cannot be defined by one country.
Of course, I have the emotional ups and downs of pregnancy, like crying jags for no reason and then the next day I can't even remember what I was crying about!
