I’m nothing and the words are everything

I adore the Paris Review’s ‘Art of Fiction’ interviews. Long, rambling, instructional, irrelevant, earnest and tragic, befuddling and enlightening. They bring out the best and the worst in their subjects, allowing them the luxury of their own words about their own writing. In the Winter 2010 Issue of Paris Review, … Continue reading

Filed under : On Reading , On Writing
Author : nike