Quotes by Chila Woychik, On Being a Rat and Other Observations

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When reading a book, one hopes it doesn’t turn into a painful process. Predictable is bad enough. Laborious is acceptabl — Chila Woychik, On Being a Rat and Other Observations
I have a bad habit of dropping verbal pellets to get a reaction, like Ursula LeGuin’s “A novelist’s business is lying” ( — Chila Woychik, On Being a Rat and Other Observations
I’ve had a fountain pen surgically implanted in my left index finger to save trouble. My body is tattooed with line upon — Chila Woychik, On Being a Rat and Other Observations
I suck the words word-dryto me, assimilated orderly at breakeye speedstill hard and hardersofter thenline-lined book-dry — Chila Woychik, On Being a Rat and Other Observations
When I pour a bowl of Uncle Sam’s cereal, I never know if I should stand when I eat, salute it first, or simply hum the — Chila Woychik, On Being a Rat and Other Observations
Split your skull—a hatchet works well enough. Take a more delicate instrument—a scalpel, perhaps—and make a hand-sized s — Chila Woychik, On Being a Rat and Other Observations
This piece of earth I billet grows small. Bullets of time dart past, dropping shards of opportunity at my feet. And unti — Chila Woychik, On Being a Rat and Other Observations
Let’s face it: suffering discredits goodness. I’m agnostic in practice though faith-based in theory. I used to pray but — Chila Woychik, On Being a Rat and Other Observations
I don’t want to believe in boxes or one-way relationships; I’m naïve, you see. I’d rather moon the moon than flip off a — Chila Woychik, On Being a Rat and Other Observations
I speak, I speak, and truth at that. Writers are a curious breed: brooding, fickle, alternately loving and hating their — Chila Woychik, On Being a Rat and Other Observations
sunset and evening star hunching and bending sleeping and slipping virus pneumonia coughing and crying hope in the small — Chila Woychik, On Being a Rat and Other Observations
Life is flinching in the midst of breathing, gasping at the thought of dying. It’s climbing ropeless up sheer rock faces — Chila Woychik, On Being a Rat and Other Observations
The unrelenting grip of Soldier’s Syndrome slips finger by slow finger. The marrow’s been affected—emotional leukemia at — Chila Woychik, On Being a Rat and Other Observations
I am Frustration. I am Memory-Lost. Sometimes I read a line a dozen times before it sticks. My creative force has slippe — Chila Woychik, On Being a Rat and Other Observations
Without the hard we stay too soft, and heaven is reduced to myths like life. Theology aside, it’s plain to see that God — Chila Woychik, On Being a Rat and Other Observations
Writing is making love under a crescent moon: I see shadows of what’s to come, and it’s enough; I have faith in what I c — Chila Woychik, On Being a Rat and Other Observations
Oh God, for a few who will love me in tiny ways every single day of my flashing existence. For a mere one or two who wil — Chila Woychik, On Being a Rat and Other Observations
Today I fed him right off the bat, and only checked Facebook twice. — Chila Woychik, On Being a Rat and Other Observations
I read a book, am vortexed in with no escape; my face contorts, eyelids frost, breath comes short, body longs, heart sto — Chila Woychik, On Being a Rat and Other Observations
Writing is a beast to tame, an energy to transform. Whip that toad into a prince and French kiss it to life. We start at — Chila Woychik, On Being a Rat and Other Observations