"For any written piece to have impact, it needs to have a foundation of honesty. It can be two lines or twenty, if they are not true feelings, it's no longer worth it. That is the first step to writing an impactful piece, to choose a topic that is closest to your experiences. Don't write something just because it's trendy. Don't write because you don't want to feel left out. Write because you can't get any sleep if you won't."


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Stephen had been reading since childhood. He wrote articles for school magazine and short stories on the recent movies that he used to see. Later in life, despite facing continuous rejection, he was able to publish his first novel.
The king of horror novels- Stephen King's first novel, Carrie, was rejected by thirty publishers, and he got so discouraged then that he threw the manuscript away. His wife, Tabitha, retrieved the book and urged him to keep working on it. Carrie was later published, and helped King start an incredibly successful writing career

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Do you ever stop and wonder if you can make history with your writing?

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He was living on Trowbridge Street in the home of a divorced woman with two young children who were always screaming and crying. He rented a room in the attic and was permitted to use the kitchen only at specified times of the day and instructed always to wipe down the stove with Windex and a sponge. My parents agreed that it was a terrible situation, and if they'd had a bedroom to spare they would have offered it to him. Instead, they welcomed him to our meals and opened up our apartment to him at any time, and soon it was there he went between classes and on his days off, always leaving behind some vestige of himself: a nearly finished pack of cigarettes, a newspaper, a piece of mail he had not bothered to open, a sweater he had taken off and forgotten in the course of his stay.

- Jhumpa Lahiri (Excerpt from her short story, Hell-Heaven)

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