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a writer should know when something is good advice/writing

ALEKSANDAR HEMON: I used to write a lot for magazines and radio in Sarajevo, which taught me that writing is evanescent: magazines are thrown away, and radio moments exist briefly and then they perish. That experience gave me a different take on rejection, inasmuch as it prevented me from taking my…

—p.302 The Paris Review, Issue 158, Spring/Summer 2001 The Man in the Back Row Has a Question VII (286) missing author
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my obscurity for his early meteoric success

RICHARD FORD : I don't usually like stories about other people's early failures and rejections. They all sound so much the dreary same, and of course they weren’t successful failures or we wouldn't be hearing much about them. Bur I do love my own. I like to think back from a point of present calm t…

—p.300 The Man in the Back Row Has a Question VII (286) missing author
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if you love to write then do it

KlM EDWARDS: I did my graduate work in Iowa City. When l finished, my husband and I left for teaching jobs on the rural east coast of Malaysia, worlds away. Against the dazzling backdrop of the South China Sea, life seemed very quiet-no talk of writing, no other writers, no visible ways in which bo…

—p.298 The Man in the Back Row Has a Question VII (286) missing author
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I survived that review

MICHAEL CUNNINGHAM: My third novel, Flesh and Blood, received a withering, truly venomous review from Michiko Kakucani in the daily New York Times. It was, in a sense, my worst fear come true: a devastating review that was read by millions of people. I'm not prone to vomiting, as Hellman was, thoug…

—p.298 The Man in the Back Row Has a Question VII (286) missing author
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the staff plans to share mud baths

In the scene he cannot help but re-imagine each day, one of the saleswomen darts after him into the street, calling out, “Hey! Hey!” and he stops, and the young woman points at his abdomen and says to him, “Hey! You didn't pay for that soap!” and Edwin looks at her, his eyes welling up with tears, …

—p.233 St. Francis in Flint (231) missing author