Are poopreaders up on Bolano? My boy Chatterton is like a serious author/intellectual type cat and he is all over Roberto Bolano like he's the second coming of William Shakespeare, except probably with some hotter dance moves. I don't know though. I had the
Savage Detectives in my hand once at a book store and just couldn't pull the trigger. Thing is a brick. I have the attention span of a goldfish too. I knew i wasn't going to finish it. I put it down and I think copped a copy of
America's Best Short Stories 2009. That's more my speed.
Anyway, this piece by Bolano talks about how writers are helped immensely by leaving their homelands, and about writing is the only profession that is truly a full-time job (clocking 168 hours a week, run tell that homeboy.)
thanks to Chatterton, now rep me on Twitter son!
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