I do admit to being challenging, but it’s always for the work, it’s never personal. I will walk out on a scene if it’s all lit and ready to go but it’s not happening.
It was David McCullough’s ‘The Johnstown Flood’ that lit my imagination as to how I might one day go about writing book-length nonfiction, though my favorite of his books is ‘Mornings on Horseback,’ about the young Teddy Roosevelt.
I had definitely missed the literary development game with Paper Lantern Lit, and writing exclusively wasn’t giving me complete fulfillment.
I will walk out on a scene if it’s all lit and ready to go but it’s not happening.
A lot of comedies in the 1980s and 1990s had all these colors and were so brightly lit. But John Landis had this dark style, like a Scorsese film.
Comedy is my favorite genre. I think it often doesn’t get the respect it deserves, and I think one of the reasons is there was a tradition in the past of comedy looking kind of brightly lit and like a sitcom.
Essentially what photography is is life lit up.
I was a ‘reverence for life’ man – ‘see life steadily and see it whole’ – in my days as a lecturer in English lit. We are, I argued, if not exactly ‘saved’ by reading, at least partially ‘repaired’ by it: made the better morally and existentially.
Seeing how kids lit up when they were creating things made me think of what would be the ultimate platform for our imagination.
Anytime I float by a window, I can tell whether the outside is lit or if it’s dark outside. When we’re working it’s just day for us with the lights on inside.
If you write chick lit, and if you’re a New Yorker, and if your book becomes the topic of pop-culture fascination, the paper might make dismissive and ignorant mention of your book. If you write romance, forget about it. You’ll be lucky if they spell your name right on the bestseller list.
That’s sometimes the hardest thing to do as a professional athlete, because when you get lit up, you wear it, especially as a starting pitcher.
My mother told me when I was a toddler and in the crib that they would have music playing, and the thing when I lit up was boogie-woogie or something out of the Louie Jordan period of sometimes big bands, and then all kinds of things.
Like any black kid on a Sunday, your mom’s cleaning the house to music. So that was, like, my very first memory. My mom having it in the background with incense lit.
Those who use ‘Correlation is not the same as causation’ as a magic incantation to dismiss all fact-using professions are fools holding a lit match in one hand and an open gas can in the other, screaming, ‘One has nothing to do with the other!’
Every candle that gets lit in the dark room must feel a little rejection from the darkness around it, but the last thing I want from those who hold a different world view to me is to accept me.
How can people think that artists seek a name? There is no such thing as an artist – only the world, lit or unlit, as the world allows.
Many Americans have a romanticized view of trains, rooted in a bygone era of elaborately adorned rail cars lit by flickering gas lamps and pulled by smoke-belching steam locomotives.
Yep, I often lit the barbie with old drafts.
I’m older than my sister so I started writing first. I started writing at school. I was always top of my class in composition, essays, English Lit and all of that.
My father was among the first of his generation to look into writers who’ve become part of the American lit. canon. When he wrote his master’s thesis on William Faulkner in the Forties, he couldn’t find anybody on the faculty at Columbia University to oversee it because they didn’t read Faulkner.
I like simplicity. I like using natural sources. I like images to look natural – as though somebody sitting in a room by a lamp is being lit by that lamp.
There is no such thing as an artist – only the world, lit or unlit, as the world allows.
I knew there were calls for diversity in children’s lit, but you always wonder as a person of color, how diverse is too diverse?
There’s one part of the forest in Wales, it’s like a natural bowl, and when we drove into it last time, it was getting dark. And as you came over the hill you could see fireworks being set off, the whole place was lit up and you could see this huge crowd all jumping up and down and cheering.
And then we watched an amazing number of movies from the late ’60s and ’70s, which is my favorite time, and we studied their camera movements, their stocks, the way they lit stuff, the colors they used.
Like most lit nerds, I’m a voracious reader. I never got enough poetry under my belt growing up but I do read it – some of my favorites, Gina Franco and Angela Shaw and Cornelius Eady and Kevin Young, remind me daily that unless the words sing and dance, what’s the use of putting them down on paper.
When it comes to the music, the traits you got to have in order to make lit music, club music, to have the swag with it, to have the lingo – I got those traits, you know what I mean?
As a college freshman with an on-campus job, I was delivering paperwork to the engineering department one day. There, I encountered two department assistants whose faces lit up with the hope that I was a prospective student. I hadn’t come there to enroll, but their reactions piqued my interest.
First time I met Kehlani was through Jahaan Sweet – a really dope producer; then we linked up in Toronto, and the vibe was just lit. She’s a really warm human being.
I think the audience doesn’t know a movie’s lit, but they feel it. Because you’ve walked in a forest many times, or in a park, so you know how it looks. When you start lighting, subconsciously you know there is something that is absolutely wrong.
Teen fiction should be about teenagers – no matter how many arguments there are about what YA lit should be, this seems like the one thing we can all agree on.
We all fantasize about work that uses our creativity, is self-directed, happens during the hours we choose, and occurs in an attractively lit setting with fascinating people – you know, jobs like women have on TV.
Hope is patience with the lamp lit.
I did that for 40 years or more. I never had any writer’s block. I got up in the morning, sat down at the typewriter – now, computer – lit up a cigarette.
Most movies are too brightly lit. I think that may come from a lot of directors having watched too much TV.
I’ve never understood the cult of Hitchcock. Particularly the late American movies… Egotism and laziness. And they’re all lit like television shows.
Everyone talks about how depressing Radiohead are. I don’t hear it. They’ve created their own universe and it is dimly lit, but it’s not inherently dark.
One of the problems I have with a lot of movies these days is that everything is too well lit. In the world of digital creations there is a tendency to show too much.
I’ve always read broadly: literary fiction, sci-fi, fantasy, chick lit, historical, dystopian, nonfiction, memoir. I’ve even read Westerns. I prefer female protagonists.
I had always been moved by the story and love of Antony and Cleopatra. Their love moved and changed the world. While their love ended in tragedy, their love endured the march of time. Their passion lit the world on fire.
What I find weird is that the term ‘chick lit’ is used to encompass literally anything a woman writes about relationships. It’s the assumption that because you’re female, you must write in a certain way. I don’t understand why that is – it is a bit demeaning.
One of the key differences between galaxies with super massive black holes is whether or not the black holes are lit up, because they are basically bingeing on a lot of material in its surroundings.
In this league, you’ll have a good week on defense and the next week get lit up.
No one can look bad when you’ve been lit for six hours.
What bothered me most about chick lit, frankly, was how the term was used to dismiss a huge chunk of the bookstore as silly, girlish prattle.
My first movie I saw when I was a kid was ‘The Jungle Book.’ I was 5 years old, and I saw it in a movie theater. Seeing that movie really lit the fuse and ignited my passion for animation.
I’m the youngest of four. I have two older sisters and an older brother and was raised by a single mother. Basically, my household was just full of life. Everything was lit all the time.
I went to a Turkish hairdresser, and they burned the hair off my ears with a lit taper. They just put the burning candle near your ears and you hear the hair being burned away. And the smell – urggh!
I started a MySpace teen lit discussion group and invited people to join.
Anything Drake drops is timeless. It’s always timeless, it’s always lit.
Once I was hosting an important dinner party at our house – everything was perfect, candles were lit, the house smelled amazing with great food and drinks ready. We lit a fire and the flue wasn’t able to open, unbeknownst to us. We smoked out the entire house and the fire department had to come – it was a mess.
In computer animation, every detail has to be thought out, designed, modeled, shaded, placed and lit. The more you add, the more computer memory you need.
We Houstonians are a spicy lot. We raise our babies with tongues of fire, mostly lit by chips and salsa. Our blood is as thick and warm as queso.
