Posted on May 28, 2018
I still do not know what impels anyone sound of mind to leave dry land and spend a lifetime describing people who do not exist. If it is child’s play, an extension of make believe — something one is frequently assured by people who write about writing — how to account for the overriding wish to do that, just that, and consider it as rational an occupation as riding a bicycle over the Alps?
Posted on March 16, 2018
I often ask myself what makes a story work, and what makes it hold up as a story, and I have decided that it probably some action, some gesture of a character that is unlike any other in the story, one which indicates where the real heart of the story lies. This would have to be […]