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Proust’s À la Recherche du Temps Perdu...leads you in a spiral to the point where a door opens and you are invited – and find yourself able – to cross a threshold into a new life. You are able to do so because you have been trained for this purpose, much as a gymnast is trained, in the course of the three thousand pages that separate beginning and end... >
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‘A sense of my own strangeness, walking on the earth’, is how Virginia Woolf put it as she groped for what it was she wanted her writing to show. That, I think, is about as good a summing up of why we write fiction as I can imagine.