A good book isn't written, it's rewritten. — Phyllis A. Whitney, Guide to Fiction Writing
A good book isn't written, it's rewritten. — Phyllis A. Whitney, Guide to Fiction Writing
A good book isn't written, it's rewritten. — Phyllis A. Whitney, Guide to Fiction Writing
A good book isn't written, it's rewritten. — Phyllis A. Whitney, Guide to Fiction Writing
A good book isn't written, it's rewritten. — Phyllis A. Whitney, Guide to Fiction Writing
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A good book isn't written, it's rewritten.

— Phyllis A. Whitney, Guide to Fiction Writing
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