MATTHEW 8 . 28

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28  And when he was come to the other side into the country of the Gergesenes, there met him two possessed with devils, coming out of the tombs, exceeding fierce, so that no man might pass by that way. 29  And, behold, they cried out, saying, art thou come hither to torment us before the time? 30  And there was …

More from the Notebook

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At Walthamstow Central a red balloon is blowing and bobbing along the electric rails, trailing a ribbon, driven on the hot wind of the underground, disappearing into the tunnel at the end of the station. The wind that sweeps the gloomy hills of London. In Hyde Park Court the white mansions are turned around, backs to the road, the grand …

From The Ghostwriter’s Notebook

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While I was writing “Waking Nightmares” I got interested in the Russian writer Varlam Shalamov, perhaps the greatest artist to have survived the Gulag, if ‘survive’ is the right word. Sadly, he got cut down to a couple of footnotes in the end; maybe I’ll come back to him one day. I read him in translation, of course, but his …

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London, July 16th

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To London: “spread out in the sun, It’s postal districts packed like squares of wheat.” “London was gritty with stale heat and swept with the whoop and shriek of police sirens, patrol cars racing down the Edgware Road. There was a message on the answer-phone in his flat, a wrong number; an old man’s voice, speaking in a papery vibrato: I …

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Take Any Shape

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In the morning there were sky-larks flying high and out of sight, releasing trills and spirals of silver notes into the blue air. Jack left early; from the back bedroom window I watched the Mercedes as he eased it up the lane between parked cars and wheely-bins, exhausts bubbling. At the junction with the main road he paused, an indicator …

ROLL UP

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Memories of 2009

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La Torre de Dalt I spent the last days of the summer in a literary residency at La Torre de Dalt, in Catalunya; a beautiful medieval building, a little palace of marble floors, elaborate dark mirrors and vaulted ceilings, on the first slopes of the hills above Girona. La Torre looks down on a landscape that is both benign and …

June 2010

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I was thinking about the Beach Boys, and about the movement of regret that arcs across the five years between Surfin USA and Do It Again, and about the melancholy resonances of that second song, with its sun-tanned girls and its beautiful coastline; because, of course, you can’t do it again. There is only ever a first time. I suppose …

June 2010

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I was thinking about the Beach Boys, and about the movement of regret that arcs across the five years between Surfin USA and Do It Again, and about the melancholy resonances of that second song, with its sun-tanned girls and its beautiful coastline; because, of course, you can’t do it again. There is only ever a first time. I suppose …

London, February

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  The city is returned to me, the freedom of its leaping bridges, the keys to silver skies. And the river, bottled between glass blocks, embanked and turbulent; the towers on the other side unreachable.

The world in December

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    In the rush of traffic round Etoile, the radiating spokes of the grand avenues revolved slowly around him, the sense of Paris like a great wheel, poised, rotating on the spindle of the Tower. Never mind London’s postal districts – packed like squares of wheat – a librarian’s vision: a grid, a timetable, a schedule of deliveries. Paris …