Last scraps of my favorite author. A small bunch of cards with sketchy beginnings. I can see why VN wanted it to be destroyed. Still, nice to see the handwriting, the typos and catch a few lines that would have ended up brilliantly if there had been enough time to rewrite and rewrite again. "[...] and one day Wild came and bought five (*five* spreading out her own fingers like pleats)"

I will go for a walk and see where to best leave this book. Having been away from this forum for years, I have no clue what locations are current and nearby.

Geen boekenplank gevonden. Personeel wist ook van niets... boek bij de kranten op de leestafel achtergelaten.