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from a last copied coffee-stained bk i bought at kino;

For writers, of course, begin as listeners, privileged listeners, wholly uncritical and appreciative of the voices that seem to descend to us out of air. It might be theorized that we who write, write in order to read what we have written and, reading it, to hear voices nowhere else accessible. We hope to recapture some of the magic that gradually departs from the world as we mature into it. So our delusions keep us going.
-Joyce Carol Oates