Oates, Knausgaard

[fingersweep]

You must find a place where you're nobody, Knausgaard was saying. He'd locked his fingers together and then relaxed them, as though letting go of somebody's neck

Comments

[proximoception]

Nice. You don't talk about books, here. You talk about reading.

[grashupfer]

I met her in 1996 or 1997. She sounds exactly the same though the times felt less dark then.