You have a perception of the way things are, and you impose it on your memory, and in this way you think, in the same way that I think, that you are living something that is describable. When of course, what we actually live, what we actually experience—with our senses and our nerves—is a vast, absurd, beautiful, ridiculous chaos.

Keith Ridgway on writing novels and everything as fiction: http://nyr.kr/RqA8sN (via newyorker)

(Source: newyorker.com)

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