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| the VDT screen. I just couldn't get near it. Later that day
I approached it with my eyes shut and turned it off. More and more often during those late-summer days I thought of Dennison Carvillethe creative-writing teacher who'd helped me connect with Harold and who had damned Being Two with such faint praise. Camille once said something I never forgotattributing it to Thomas Hardy the Victorian novelist and poet. Perhaps Hardy did say itbut I've never found it repeatednot in Bartlett'snot in the Hardy biography I read between the publications of All the Way from the Top and Threatening Behavior. I have an idea Carville may have made it up himself and then attributed it to Hardy in order to give it more weight. It's a ploy I have used myself from time to timeI'm ashamed to say. In any caseI thought about this quote more and more as I struggled with the panic in my body and the frozen feeling in my headthat awful locked-up feeling. It seemed to sum up my despair and my growing certainty that I would never be able to write again (what a tragedyV. C. Andrews with a prick felled by writer's block). It was this quote that suggested any effort I made to better my situation might be meaningless even if jordan shopyilai: ugg boots clearance the deafheardsymphonies |
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