Thursday, 9 February 2012

The plot thickens

I've been reading a fascinating novel called My Tragic Universe by Scarlett Thomas.  One of the topics raised in the book is about the fact that the main character is trying to write her novel and is struggling to do so.  She is able to ghost write and writes a series of books under this guise, yet every time she sits to write her novel, she ends up deleting more and more until there is virtually nothing left.  So the author is writing a novel about struggling to write a novel and I am reading a book about struggling to write a novel when I am struggling to write a novel. 

It feels as if I'm looking into one of those massive mirrors and I can see hundreds and hundreds of reflections...

Was that a silent scream I just heard?

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