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"And if he left off dreaming about you, where do you suppose you'd be? ... You'd be nowhere. Why, you're only a sort of thing in his dream! If that there King was to wake you'd go out -- bang! -- just like a candle!"

"Hush! You'll be waking him, I'm afraid, if you make so much noise."

"Well it's no use your talking about waking him when you're only one of the things in his dream. You know very well you're not real."

Sunday, April 30, 2006

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Spent much of yesterday with Dan Beachy-Quick's Spell, which I discover now while linking to it was reviewed by Josh Corey in GutCult last year. Also, a good interview here about the process of writing the book. It's a layered textual polyphonic thing that swept me up in its obsessive fascination with its reading of its whale. That's what I appreciate about it most, why I carry it around with me on errands, while washing dishes, while watching from my window my neighbor plant vegetables in the rain. The book is relentless, an act of possession. It won't let go.

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"and what is the use of a book...without pictures or conversations?"


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