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The Remains of the Day - with author’s annotations…
See how Kazuo Ishiguro has annotated this copy of his novel. The annotations are here.
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The Remains of the Day - with author’s annotations…
See how Kazuo Ishiguro has annotated this copy of his novel. The annotations are here.
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The Remains of the Day - with author’s annotations…
See how Kazuo Ishiguro has annotated this copy of his novel. The annotations are here.
vintageanchorbooks:

The Remains of the Day - with author’s annotations…
See how Kazuo Ishiguro has annotated this copy of his novel. The annotations are here.
vintageanchorbooks:

The Remains of the Day - with author’s annotations…
See how Kazuo Ishiguro has annotated this copy of his novel. The annotations are here.
vintageanchorbooks:

The Remains of the Day - with author’s annotations…
See how Kazuo Ishiguro has annotated this copy of his novel. The annotations are here.
vintageanchorbooks:

The Remains of the Day - with author’s annotations…
See how Kazuo Ishiguro has annotated this copy of his novel. The annotations are here.
vintageanchorbooks:

The Remains of the Day - with author’s annotations…
See how Kazuo Ishiguro has annotated this copy of his novel. The annotations are here.
vintageanchorbooks:

The Remains of the Day - with author’s annotations…
See how Kazuo Ishiguro has annotated this copy of his novel. The annotations are here.
vintageanchorbooks:

The Remains of the Day - with author’s annotations…
See how Kazuo Ishiguro has annotated this copy of his novel. The annotations are here.
“People empty me. I have to get away to refill.”
— Charles Bukowski  (via thatkindofwoman)

(via helloiammariam)

“How vain it is to sit down to write when you have not stood up to live.”
— Henry David Thoreau (via wordpainting)

(via lanottesembrasaperedime)

Messud and Wood lived on the third floor of a building called the Wyoming; up in its penthouse, wrapped in a swirl of social activity, were Christopher Hitchens and his wife, Carol Blue. “He was incredibly generous in every possible way,” says Messud. Whenever they entered, Hitchens would stop all conversation, gaze across the crowded room—“the entryway was bigger than this entire floor”—hold out his short arm, and say, “My dear, be still my heart.” But the older couple gave her more than flirtatious attention: “They took me seriously.”

theparisreview:

“It’s amazing what you find out about yourself when you write in the first person about someone very different from you.” —Doris Lessing

theparisreview:

“It’s amazing what you find out about yourself when you write in the first person about someone very different from you.” —Doris Lessing

“If you find my long sentences annoying, please know that that gives me an enormous amount of pleasure.”
— Jamaica Kincaid, from Monday night’s live Writers at Work interview at 92nd Street Y. (via theparisreview)
“… there is nothing in my mind when I’m writing until I’m well along in a piece. Until then I have no idea, no conscious feeling. I’m a person with virtually no feelings… You write something and there’s no reality to it. You can’t inject it with any kind of reality. You have to be patient and keep going, and then, one day, you can feel something signaling to you from the innermost recesses. Like a little person trapped under the rubble of an earthquake. And very, very, very slowly you find your way toward the little bit of living impulse.”
— Deborah Eisenberg
“I’m a big advocate in the revision process of artists giving opportunities to all their ideas, even their shitty ideas. Sometimes I feel like we hedge our bets too much, we try to prioritize and problem solve in our psyches and we don’t actually collect active evidence on the page. So no matter how inane or how stupid an idea is, I’m going to let it go in a draft. For example, in an earlier draft of Fight Song there was a crazy goat who talked in prison lingo—… All the really cool things that I learn about a narrative come later in the drafting process, once I really know my characters thoroughly. It takes so much time to get to know a consciousness that’s not our own. A metaphorical heart that’s not our own.”
— Joshua Mohr

lindsaydinkins:

havemanymonkeys:

Finally, the Literary Cycle of Life can be completed!

Whiskey-Writer-Tears-Whiskey

That, my friend, is brilliant.

Wonder if it tastes of blood.

Above is a page from the style sheets used in-house by the editors and production team for George Saunders’ Tenth Of December.
6th bullet. Long live coinages.

Above is a page from the style sheets used in-house by the editors and production team for George Saunders’ Tenth Of December.

6th bullet. Long live coinages.

“Writers are always selling somebody out.”
— Joan Didion

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