Chuck Palahniuk
Chuck Palahniuk
Charles Michael "Chuck" Palahniukis an American novelist and freelance journalist, who describes his work as transgressional fiction. He is the author of the award-winning novel Fight Club, which also was made into an acclaimed film of the same name...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionNovelist
Date of Birth21 February 1962
CityPasco, WA
CountryUnited States of America
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Arguing that God doesn't exist would be like people in the 10th century arguing that germs and microbes didn't exist because they couldn't see them.
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Every apostle or disciple, as much as they're running to follow their savior- they're running just as hard to escape something else.
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People say I make up wild stories. But all I have to do is write down stuff that really happens.
characters third
The third person allows characters to really attack themselves. We all do this - attack ourselves - every hour of our lives.
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The thing about sex is no matter how much you crave it, you can forget it.
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I usually write in my kitchen, which is a large, octagonal room that looks into woods - three big windows look out into the trees.
adopt fringe model people presenting
I've always been very curious about fringe cultures where people temporarily adopt a different social model or way of presenting themselves.
age god
At the age of 31, I realized, 'Oh my God, I may die like everyone else.'
longer time
Most novels, I find, are three times longer than they need to be. Very little happens, and I don't want to waste my time with them.
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Us. God's forgotten Science Fair project, left to grow mold. God's goldfish, ignored until we're forced to eat our own shit off the bottom.
I am enormously uncool. I've made a cottage industry of being uncool. And I'm fine with that.
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Centuries ago, sailors on long voyages used to leave a pair of pigs on every deserted island. Or they'd leave a pair of goats. Either way, on any future visit, the island would be a source of meat. These islands, they were pristine. These were home to breeds of birds with no natural predators. Breeds of birds that lived nowhere else on earth. The plants there, without enemies they evolved without thorns or poisons. Without predators and enemies, these islands, they were paradise. The sailors, the next time they visited these islands, the only things still there would be herds of goats or pigs. .... Does this remind you of anything? Maybe the ol' Adam and Eve story? .... You ever wonder when God's coming back with a lot of barbecue sauce?
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Portland is quickly becoming one of those lovely, lush Third World countries where kinda-rich people retire with their money.
authors death
Meeting authors is kind of the death of the characters. That is always heartbreaking.