“I do not record the word exactly as it comes to me but transform it by making it pass through a prism of fabulous stories I have collected along the way. I gather stories the way a lepidopterist hoards his chloroformed specimens of rare moths, or a sunburned entomologist admires his well-ordered bottles of Costa Rican beetles. Stories are the vessels I use to interpret the world to myself. I am often called ‘a storyteller’ by flippant and unadmiring critics. I revel in the title. I bathe in the lotions and unguents of that sweet word.”
-Pat Conroy, Why I Write: Thoughts on the Craft of Fiction