“I tried to write about real things. I wanted to describe the world, because to live in an undescribed world was too lonely.”
Nicole Krauss, The History of Love
I read this book last January, and today a friend gifted it to me. I remember last time I read it I was inspired to write again for a while, to the point where a friend and I discussed writing novellas. Hopefully rereading it will result in inspiration striking again.
