Javier Marías
Tuesday Round-up of Everything, Week of 6/17, Post 3:
Javier Marías lives on the windy side of genius, for sure. I picture him not so much writing as leaning out of his stylized, lushly appointed garret, a cross between the Once ler and Plato, only he talks more than either.
But:
"I believe I've still never mistaken fiction for reality, though I have mixed them together more than once, as everyone does, not only novelists or writers but everyone who has recounted anything since the time we know began, and no one in that known time has done anything but tell and tell, or prepare and ponder a tale, or plot one."
Story of my life(story)?
Javier Marías lives on the windy side of genius, for sure. I picture him not so much writing as leaning out of his stylized, lushly appointed garret, a cross between the Once ler and Plato, only he talks more than either.
But:
"I believe I've still never mistaken fiction for reality, though I have mixed them together more than once, as everyone does, not only novelists or writers but everyone who has recounted anything since the time we know began, and no one in that known time has done anything but tell and tell, or prepare and ponder a tale, or plot one."
Story of my life(story)?
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