Will Carroll
Will Carroll
Will Carroll is a sportswriter specializing in the coverage of medical issues, including injuries and performance-enhancing drugs. Carroll's "Under the Knife" column appeared on Baseball Prospectus for eight years during his stint there as a senior writer, and he also contributed to the site's radio efforts as well as the Puck Prospectus spin-off site. He is the author of two books on sports-related medical topics. Carroll has no formal medical training...
coffee airplane smell
Coffee on an airplane always smells bad. Whenever it is served, suddenly the whole cabin stinks of it.
writing trying dangerous
I write about what interests me. It's very dangerous when you try to satisfy an audience.
too-late retrospect heard
I have never heard anyone say This is it. I know right now is the high point of my life. It will never get any better. Only in retrospect do we recognize the best times and of course then it is too late.
writing wife mind
I find you write with one person in mind. Usually for me that one person is my wife, because she's my most severe critic and understands best what I'm trying to do.
fantasy
Ive never seen myself as a fantasy writer-ever.
heart thinking artist
The only question that nobody ever asks is: What breaks your heart? I think that should be asked of all "artists."...So, what breaks your heart?
stories short-story dreary
I started a short story but it was so dreary that even my pen threw up.
kids borrowed exaggerated
Kids own nothing. Everything is either promised, borrowed, longed for or exaggerated.
men what-if complaining
Women are always complaining about men's fascination with breasts. But what if men were absolutely indifferent to breasts? What would women do then with these things that serve one function once or twice in a lifetime, and the rest of the time are just in the way?
beautiful fun journey
It's always fun to walk down the street with or behind a really beautiful woman, for no reason other than to see how the world reacts to them.
reality years perspective
One of the saddest realities is that we never know when our lives are at their peak. Only after it is over and we have some kind of perspective do we realize how good we had it a day, a month, five years ago.
gold
I don't like to have to pan for gold when I read.
memories writing giving
I read less of everything now. With only fond memories of others' work, it will be interesting to give my own journal writing a try now.
summer dark hands
If you are very lucky, you're allowed to be in certain places during just the right season of your life: by the sea for the summer when you're seven or eight and full of the absolute need to swim until dark and exhaustion close their hands together, cupping you in between.