The Paris Review interview book sits by my side, Margaret Atwood's Negotiating with the Dead is another new addition to the bedside table. I seem to spend more time reading about how other (real) writer's write than actually writing myself. And now this book begs to be bought. It even has pictures!
(Discovered via this blog.)
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I went to that blog.Since I am only an occasional non professional writer, I agree with procrasination et all. I have had this story line of Sir Isaac Newton being born in princely Kerala of his times and sitting under a coconut tree (no appple orchards in God's Own Country) somewhere in Kuttanad and gazing into yet another sunset on a hot afternoon. What happened ? An old dry coconut fell on his head and the rest as they say is history of gravity.
There you are. That is the story I have been wanting to write for such a long time
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