LITTLE LESSONS FROM THE MASTERS: PART TWO
First, one from the now nearly forgotten novelist Peter DeVries, a onetime favorite of mine:
There is nothing for fiction to do but to return to narrative, as there is nothing for a drunk to do but go home.
I copied this next from – I believe – Molly Lefebvre’s marvelous biography Coleridge: A Bondage of Opium. It’s from a notebook; he’s addressing himself:
My dear fellow! never be ashamed of scheming! -- you can't
think of living less than 4,000 years, and that would nearly suffice for your
present schemes. To be sure, if they go
on in the same ratio to the performance, then a small difficulty arises; but
never mind! look on the bright side always and die in a dream!
The common end of all
narrative, nay, of all, poems is to convert a series into a whole: to make those events, which in real or
imagined History, move in a strait Line, assume to our Understandings a
circular motion -- the snake with it's tail in it's mouth.
Henry Fielding, in the introduction to Tom Jones, discovers the E=MC2 of fiction:
This one we all know, and those writers who don't will know it as they work:
Ever tried. Ever failed. No matter. Try again. Fail again. Fail better.
More to come.
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