Jim Harrison is a novelist, poet, essayist, and screenwriter. If you are not familiar with his work, a little Googling will bring up a lot of information.
I am reading his memoir/collection of rants, Off to the Side, and offer one of its many aphorisms, this one about his bird dogs:
A dog can escort you away from our current empire and into a more private world where literature is allowed to thrive.
In one online interview, Harrison discusses the moment that writers never forget: the first time that they ever did it for money.
(For me, it was a short story that won a $100 Scholastic Magazines prize when I was a student at Fort Collins High School. I bought a Smith-Corona portable typewriter with my winnings.)