When I was twenty-something, I asked my father, When did you start feeling like a grownup? His response: Never. - Shannon Celebi
Wine and a straitjacket. That pretty much sums it up. - Shannon Celebi
I could say it all began with my mother. - Shannon Celebi
We didn’t want to admit it then, but we were friends. Best friends. - Shannon Celebi
Just write. That's my only tip. And read. I guess that's two. - Shannon Celebi
Writing is a solitary business. It’s just you and your characters and a blank page you need to fill. - Shannon Celebi
The bottom line was that I was in an abusive relationship. - Shannon Celebi
Sometimes, I feel my breath coming in shorter, quicker, spastic bursts, feel my heart threaten to thunder through my ribs, feel sweat beading on my brow...and I know it’s time to bust out those chocolate frogs from Harry Potter. - Shannon Celebi
Of course, I rationalize the fear. I realize it’s not real, that my house isn’t burning down, that the deer aren’t going to kill me. - Shannon Celebi
Just five minutes, God, I chant like some hostage negotiator on the brink of a resolution. Five minutes alone. Please, please. Please. - Shannon Celebi
My sister and I are so close that we finish each other’s sentences and often wonder who’s memories belong to whom. - Shannon Celebi
I long for some connection, to the real and those who love them, and hope that my fiction can reach beyond the veil, that I might touch someone and make them feel something…or something. - Shannon Celebi
Okay, I’ll just jump right out and say it. I have anxiety issues. - Shannon Celebi
I am forever an advocate of books, both the reading of them and the writing. There is something sacred to me in that community. Because writing--and reading--is a solitary business. And it’s good to know I’m not alone. - Shannon Celebi