Saturday, July 28, 2007

The Past Is Another Country

Do writer's always make stuff up? Only writers know, and of course Proust and Shakespeare aren't talking. If we make stuff up, it's by way of empathy and intuition and sometimes we get it right, so right.

I am at a period in the book where I am falling asleep after a page or two every evening. Hard to make progress. Lots of late nights and long days. Maybe the reading will go better this week.


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