“It helps to be disciplined, but I also believe creativity follows discipline.” “I can write in my backyard, by the fire, on the beach, on an airplane,” Hannah said. most days, writing drafts in longhand on yellow legal pads. Gone are the days when she had to squeeze in bursts of writing around naps and school hours. Hannah, 60, lives with her husband her son is now grown. There, before her mother died, Hannah, then 24, had a chance to whisper, “I started.” In 1985, the day she wrote the first nine pages - her inaugural foray into fiction - she received a call from her father, telling her she needed to get to the hospital. The two decided to write a romance novel set in 18th-century Scotland. One afternoon, my mother said, ‘Don’t worry, you’re going to be a writer.’” Every day I would visit her and complain about my classes. “Until I was in my third year of law school and my mother was dying of breast cancer. “I just wasn’t that person,” she said in a video interview from her home outside Seattle. It was a career for dreamers, she thought, kids who took creative writing classes and scribbled stories from the time they were 6. Growing up in California and the Pacific Northwest, Kristin Hannah never wanted to become a novelist.
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