Cafe Notebook

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novalis
Nov 3 · 1 min read

After a long time of producing words, I’d like to write them again. I’d like to become a chef and not a cook; I’d like to taste the food.

I can’t be alone anymore because I can’t be out of constant communication with someone, anyone, anymore — like the rest of us.

I worry that if the only people who read literature are academics, then literature will not only die, but cease to exist except as canon fodder for third-rate minds.

I hate listening to this NYU undergraduate spout cliches about Shakespeare and Chekhov to his date while I write; I hate that she…

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