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With friends like these

Following on from my querulous whining on the subject of old age, I noted with satisfaction Robert McCrum’s Guardian piece pointing out that occasionally, people over the age of 40 have succeeded in writing books and poems and things.

And McCrum has a helpful explanation for how such miracles may come to pass:

… these books are invariably love stories, in the broadest sense, inspired by a person or a memory – in Twain’s case, of the Mississippi – for whom the writer calls up one final surge of creative energy.

Ah, yes. I think I’ll call up one final surge of energy and totter off downstairs to brew a pot of tea. If you don’t hear further, assume I expired en route to my desk.

Categories: querulous remarks
  1. July 3, 2010 at 6:12 am

    Yeah, Yeats wasn’t too bad in his old age, was he …

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