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the queen died, ostensibly of grief

What’s the difference between a story and a plot? you ask.

According to E. M. Forster (whom Jane used to refer to by his middle name, as did everyone who knew him), ‘the king died and then the queen died’ is a story, but ‘the king died, and then the queen died of grief’ is a plot. Not so, Edward…

—p.61 Inside Story: A novel Guideline: The Novel Moves On (61) by Martin Amis
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consciousness is terrible

There naturally followed a discussion about drunkenness and drunkards (with Saul describing the two drunkards he’d known best, the poets Delmore Schwartz and John Berryman). Saul had not yet come up with one of the great observations on drunkenness and drunkards (it appears in the late story ‘Somet…

—p.11 Part I: Ethics and Morals…The American eagle (3) by Martin Amis
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my birthdays became biannual, then triannual project/panopticon topic/the-passage-of-time

And coming closer with ridiculous haste. In fact you start to feel a bit of a dupe every time you open your eyes and get out of bed. The psychic clock (people have written about this) definitely accelerates…After I turned sixty my birthdays became biannual, then triannual. The Atlantic Monthly grad…

—p.xviii Preludial (xi) by Martin Amis
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which is you but doesn’t sound like you

‘Well it so happens that you of all people know almost exactly what it’s like – to be a writer. You’re in your early-middle teens. The age when you come into a new level of self-awareness. Or a new level of self-communion. It’s as if you hear a voice, which is you but doesn’t sound like you. Not qu…

—p.xiv Preludial (xi) by Martin Amis
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sitting in empty, fifth-rate bars

I thought that it was only, perhaps, that we were alone too much and so, for a while, we were always going out. We made expeditions to Nice and Monte Carlo and Cannes and Antibes. But we were not rich and the south of France, in the wintertime, is a playground for the rich. Hella and I went to a lo…

—p.149 Giovanni's Room Giovanni's Room (1) by James Baldwin