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http://www.theparisreview.org/interviews/4954/the-art-of-fiction-no-12-william-faulkner
It is of course a long read, so this thread will very likely not get much attention but i still wonder: How does reading this making you feel? Especially those who also wish to be writers.
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>>8256618
>those who wish to be writers
It's inspiring, but at the same time there's a palpable sense of frenzy in how Faulkner describes the writer's life/process/etc. And I don't feel the same drive—the drive to steal from my grandmother, for example—to finish my works and to write in general.
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Thanks for posting.
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He just said everything I think about, but never say, when people ask me about my stuff. The '50s were certainly a more honest time.
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>>8256618
>FAULKNER
>[...]My own experience has been that the tools I need for my trade are paper, tobacco, food, and a little whiskey.
>INTERVIEWER
>Bourbon, you mean?
>FAULKNER
>No, I ain’t that particular. Between Scotch and nothing, I’ll take Scotch.
What a fucking corncobber pleb. Nabokov was absolutely right.
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>>8257014
Nabokov-fags are not funny
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>>8257176
Finally someone says it. Nabokov couldn't write, he couldn't think.
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>>8257181
>Nabokov couldn't write
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>>8257217
Nabocuck
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