K.I. Press's Blog, page 13
January 23, 2012
"Who will teach me to write? a reader wanted to know.
The page, the page, that eternal blankness,..."
"Who will teach me to write? a reader wanted to know.
The page, the page, that eternal blankness, the blankness of eternity which you cover slowly, affirming time's scrawl as a right and your daring as necessity; the page, which you cover woodenly, ruining it, but asserting your freedom and power to act, acknowledging that you ruin everything you touch but touching it nevertheless…"
- Annie Dillard, The Writing Life
The page, the page, that eternal blankness, the blankness of eternity which you cover slowly, affirming time's scrawl as a right and your daring as necessity; the page, which you cover woodenly, ruining it, but asserting your freedom and power to act, acknowledging that you ruin everything you touch but touching it nevertheless…"
- Annie Dillard, The Writing Life
January 22, 2012
January 21, 2012
"Intellectual freedom depends on material things. Poetry depends upon intellectual freedom. And women..."
"Intellectual freedom depends on material things. Poetry depends upon intellectual freedom. And women have always been poor, not for two hundred years merely, but from the beginning of time."
- Virginia Woolf, A Room of One's Own
- Virginia Woolf, A Room of One's Own
January 20, 2012
January 19, 2012
"Fiction does not hesitate to accelerate time, slow it down, project it forward or run it backward,..."
"Fiction does not hesitate to accelerate time, slow it down, project it forward or run it backward, cause it to skip over itself. It may require time to travel in a circle, to meet itself in coincidence. It can freeze an action in the middle of its performance. It can expand a single moment like the skin of a balloon or bite off a life like a thread. It can put time through the hoop of a dream, trap it inside an obsession. It can set a fragment of the past within a frame of the present and cause them to exist simultaneously."
- Eudora Welty, "Some Notes on Time in Fiction," from The Eye of the Story
- Eudora Welty, "Some Notes on Time in Fiction," from The Eye of the Story
January 18, 2012
January 17, 2012
"I'm so vast. I'm coherent: my canticle is profound. Slow. But growing. It's growing still more. If..."
"I'm so vast. I'm coherent: my canticle is profound. Slow. But growing. It's growing still more. If it grows enough, it turns into a full moon and silence … and a phantasmagoric lunar surface. Witness to the stopping of time. What I wrote you is serious. It will turn into a hard, imperishable object. What comes is unforeseen. To be uselessly sincere, I must now say that it's six fifteen in the morning."
- Clarice Lispector, The Stream of Life
- Clarice Lispector, The Stream of Life
