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A review by jacob_wren
Like a Fading Shadow by Antonio Muñoz Molina
5.0
Antonio Muñoz Molina writes:
A novel is a state of mind, a warm interior where you seek refuge as you write, a cocoon that is woven from the inside, locking you within it, showing you the world outside through its translucent concavity. A novel is a confession and a hideout. The novel and the particular state of mind in which you must submerge yourself to write it feed each other, a unique wavelength, a song that you hear in the distance and try to identify through the act of writing.
The state of mind is born with the novel and ends with it. It is a house that feels like your own but where you will never live again, a music that will cease to exist when you stop playing. The book will remain, of course, the printed word, like a recording, but the product will begin to feel alien, and a painful emptiness will weigh over you for some time, as if you had been conned.
A novel is a state of mind, a warm interior where you seek refuge as you write, a cocoon that is woven from the inside, locking you within it, showing you the world outside through its translucent concavity. A novel is a confession and a hideout. The novel and the particular state of mind in which you must submerge yourself to write it feed each other, a unique wavelength, a song that you hear in the distance and try to identify through the act of writing.
The state of mind is born with the novel and ends with it. It is a house that feels like your own but where you will never live again, a music that will cease to exist when you stop playing. The book will remain, of course, the printed word, like a recording, but the product will begin to feel alien, and a painful emptiness will weigh over you for some time, as if you had been conned.