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5 years, 11 months ago

maybe he’s gotten used to it

Leonard showed me his screenplay-in-progress. It is about an ill man, who keeps getting sicker and the doctors can’t figure out why. He’s at death’s door (the title: At Death’s Door), when they discover a small alien being that has burrowed into his abdomen. That’s all Leonard had so far.

‘What’…

—p.219 Granta 148: Summer Fiction Schenectady (207) missing author
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5 years, 11 months ago

are you even reading this? topic/heartbreak

Did I want children, David? I know I always told you I didn’t, but did I, secretly? If not, why did I continue sobbing all the way back to the hotel, all the way through the dose, to the point of addressing the question to you, imaginary you? Are you glad we didn’t? Are you going to do it with . . …

—p.215 Schenectady (207) missing author
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they provide a titanium-grade purpose to my days topic/addiction

You asked me once, toward the end, after you’d discovered the withdrawals – the ones from our bank account, and the ones I was going through in that hotel room during one of my ‘business trips’ – why I did drugs. I told you that growing up in a loud and alcoholic household, I liked to enter the sto…

—p.212 Schenectady (207) missing author
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have a character that wants something advice/writing

I tell the kids that the most important thing in screenwriting is to have a character that wants something. And I tell them this is harder than it sounds. The amateur tendency is to write characters that sit around on couches, talking to other characters on couches. Everyone loves writing dialogue …

—p.209 Schenectady (207) missing author
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5 years, 11 months ago

singular moments of astonishingly framed light

hat night, somewhere in the sixties, or perhaps farther south in the fifties, we glanced to the right and saw what remained of the sunset, framed by the length of the street all the way to the Hudson, a slab of pure lavender light, gloriously perfect, combining with the cold, concrete edges.

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—p.204 Vows (189) missing author