“When I work on a book to this extent and with this concentration, it means I am living another life. As it goes along, increasingly I give to the second life more than to the first. Then I must be very hard to live with in real life, not because I am mean but because I am vague… My expression must be one of fogged stupidity–my responses slow.”
~John Steinbeck, Journal of a Novel
Published on July 26, 2014 23:00