In keeping with the post about Duluth, Minnesota, that appears right next to this one, a few quotes from a Minnesotan:
I’ve wanted to be a writer since I was a boy, though it seemed an unlikely outcome since I showed no real talent. But I persevered and eventually found my own row to hoe. Ignorance of other writers’ work keeps me from discouragement and I am less well-read than the average bus driver.
They say such nice things about people at their funerals that it makes me sad that I’m going to miss mine by just a few days.
When you’re in your 20s, your 30s, even, you have – at least, I had – vast ambitions, and you sit around mooning about these things, and you’re depressed, because you haven’t done them. And it takes you a long time to come to the realization that if you can’t be John Updike, well, then, you can’t.
I was an English major at the University of Minnesota, and I was very shy, which many people misinterpreted as intelligence. On the basis of that wrong impression, I became the editor of the campus literary magazine.
Welcome to Lake Wobegon, where all the women are strong, all the men are good-looking, and all the children are above average.
~ Garrison Keillor