Language, Reticence, Mystery: Stil Reading Daoud

Self is still in the opening pages of Daoud. If she (and dear blog readers) are lucky, she’ll still be reading this (thin, spare) novel in a month’s time, mining it for its language.

  • “Do you know what we were called in those days? Uled el-assas, the sons of the guardian. Of the watchman, to be more precise. My father worked as a night watchman in a factory where they made I don’t know what. One night, he disappeared. And that’s all.”

— from The Meursault Investigation, by Kamel Daoud (translated from the French by John Cullen)

Future 3: Writing

Writing isn’t a choice. It’s what self does.

No matter how hard the writing is today, the goal is always to finish something.

A short story, a book.

It’s a hope. A foreseeing.

It’s the future.

TGC Thurs. Apr. 14 2016

What else can self do?

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