In a bookshop this evening, I heard an author’s interview with The Paris Review. An older woman, slightly out of breath, filled the room with her expressive and nervous answers to literary questions, some off topic and pointless, with a spirit of ever readiness. About her characters, whether she misses them when the novel is done, if she thinks about them, all of which made me think: authors writing novels make worlds in which they can talk to themselves. Books: hypothetical worlds. Why Robbe-Grillet stands out as an architect more than a writer, and why books have to be full of the character of their author.
Text by John White. Image by Roberta Ridolfi. From Avenue Journal . Print to be distributed Spring 2011.