Writing my first novel, I felt: the past was drawing nearer, often so close, that it hurt. Continue reading
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Writing my first novel, I felt: the past was drawing nearer, often so close, that it hurt. Continue reading
“My personal hero is the Japanese wood block artist Hokusai about whom I wrote. He said: ‘If I live to be 90, I’ll have really learned how to draw.’ He died at 89, short of the mark, but still trying.” Continue reading