Monday, October 11, 2004

Toodyay Toodle-oo

I have been in Toodyay for days, visiting a friend and writing my novel. My writing's never good enough and it's never enough. But I suppose if I was ever satisfied it would be a bad sign, and I would stop developing. It is an old saying among poets that a poem is never finished; it is merely abandoned. I have a feeling I will be like that about this novel - never satisfied, but at some stage I'll have to abandon it.

Beckett said, All art is fidelity to failure. I know what he means.

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