Why I Have Not Written All My Books
Above all, dear reader, do not believe that the books I have not written are pure nothingness. On the contrary (let it be clear once and for all), they are held in suspension in universal literature. Marcel Bénabou, quoted in Enrique Vila-Matas, Bartleby and Co.
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Explaining to Izzy (she of writing a novel on my couch) tonight, what if I write crap?
What if *you* discover that I am a crap writer?
Even more devastating, what if *I* discover that I am a crap writer?
And I already have such a suspicion...
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OK, will make a start tomorrow, it is late and I have to
I sat down and I wrote the words "It is midnight. It is raining." It was not midnight. It was not raining. Beckett. Molloy (Malone Dies? The trilogy is in the next room, two different editions natch, couldn't be fucked checking)
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It actually IS midnight, but it is not raining. Yet. This is Singapore, give it a minute.
E@L
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