[“I am annoyed not to have any hint of the nearby room in which a crime is committed or in which people make love.” – Andre Gide]
In the absence of fact and observation, I make up a situation, characters, a plot, any story I like. These become my own facts and observations, my own hints, a life. – I insist that my story is true; and more interesting than what seeps through the cracks from the nearby room.
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