I was very bad in socialising with other people. I hated making phone calls. That’s why I wrote letters to everybody I had to phone, or I thought I had to phone. My letters became longer and longer. I never thought about myself as a writer. Once I thought of myself as an actor, and that was painful enough. One day a Dutch publisher asked me to write the stories down I had just told him. That’s how Blue Mondays started.
Arnon Grunberg: Becoming a writer
Reacties door alja
vaak ongewild
dank Frank
het verkeerde perkje
bij alles dat W. vertelt, zegt hij 'maak daar maar ...
hoe lief tegelijkertijd
dank Leonore
de 2e column voor de site van Pom Wolff
Hij is er nog, speelt piano en leest! Dank voor ...
mijn veiligheid
ik houd in alle opzichten meer van het suggestieve, x