Nicholas Sparks
Nicholas Sparks
Nicholas Charles Sparksis an American novelist, screenwriter and producer. He has published eighteen novels and two non-fiction books. Several of his novels have become international bestsellers, and eleven of his romantic-drama novels have been adapted to film with multimillion-dollar box office grosses...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionNovelist
Date of Birth31 December 1965
CityOmaha, NE
CountryUnited States of America
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She couldn't think of anyone else who remotely resembled him. He was complicated, almost contradictory in so many ways, yet simple, a strangely erotic combination. On the surface he was a country boy, home from war, and he probably saw himself in those terms. Yet there was so much more to him. Perhaps it was the poetry that made him different, or perhaps it was the values his father had instilled in him, growing up. Either way, he seemed to savor life more fully than others appeared to, and that was what had first attracted her to him.
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America was in full swing now, all the papers said so, and people were rushing forward, leaving behind the horrors of war. She understood the reasons, but they were rushing, like Lon, toward long hours and profits, neglecting the things that brought beauty to the world.
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...his wartime experience had taught him to trust his instincts, even though he'd never been sure where they'd come from.
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He said his friend Victor called it a lucky charm, and that it kept him safe in Iraq." She felt her pulse pick up tempo, and she brought her face close to Ben's. "Did you say Victor called it a lucky charm?" "Uh-huh." Ben nodded. "That's what he said." "Are you sure?" "Of course I'm sure." Beth stared at her son, feeling at war with herself.
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Whenever you're trying to do a film in a genuine historical period, you do have to make sure that you get as much historically accurate as you possibly can because there are thousands of people who are wildly interested in the Civil War. If we get anything wrong, there is no doubt that we're going to hear from them.
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Like many people who live in the South, I'm drawn to the history of the Civil War.
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I knew I wanted the ending of the story to be poignant and heart-felt, and secondly, because I didn't know if I would be able to do that, since my previous novels hadn't been good enough to publish. If I couldn't do it, I didn't want to waste my time writing the rest of the novel, knowing it would collapse at the end.
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The best part of having a movie adapted is knowing that more people will become familiar with my work.
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I learned what is obvious to a child. That life is simply a collection of little lives, each lived one day at a time. That each day should be spent finding beauty in flowers and poetry and talking to animals. That a day spent with dreaming and sunsets and refreshing breezes cannot be bettered.
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I have no preference on writing in contemporary or historical periods-that decision is based on the story.
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I have no desire to write screenplays-at heart, I'm a novelist.
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You hope for the success, you dream about it, but you never expect it.
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I very seldom, very seldom, even know what my characters look like. I keep it vague.
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After Hurricane Katrina, my wife and I, like so many others, were going to help, but we wondered what the best way to help was, ... We went through Hurricane Floyd here, so we knew that a few years later there were people still living in trailers. That stuff is so terrible. So we decided to put our energy not into the post immediate stress, but rather the stress that sets in a week later when 'Oh my God. We have no house, no job, your school is gone.' Those kinds of things.