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The baby explodes into an unknown world that is only knowable through some kind of a story - of course that is how we all live, it's the narrative of our lives, but adoption drops you into the story after it has started. It's like reading a book with the first few pages missing. It's like arriving after curtain up. The feeling that something is missing never, ever leaves you - and it can't, and it shouldn't, because something IS missing. That isn't of its nature negative. The missing part, the missing past, can be an opening, not a void. It can be an entry as well as an exit. It is the fossil record, the imprint of another life, and although you can never have that life, your fingers trace the space where it might have been, and your fingers learn a kind of Braille.
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life
opening
narrative
birth
longing-for-death
nostalgia
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Jeanette Winterson |
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"It might be most dramatically effective to begin the tale at the moment when Arnold Baffin rang me up and said, "Bradley, could you come round here please, I think I have just killed my wife."
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opening
narrator
the-black-prince
iris-murdoch
dramatic
narrative
meta
storytelling
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Iris Murdoch |
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En un lugar de la Mancha, de cuyo nombre no quiero acordarme, no ha mucho tiempo que vivia un hidalgo de los de lanza en astillero, adarga antigua, rocin flaco y galgo corredor. Una olla de algo mas vaca que carnero, salpicon las mas noches, duelos y quebrantos los sabados, lentejas los viernes, algun palomino de anadidura los domingos, conmuian las tres partes de su hacienda. El resto della concluian sayo de velarte, calzas de velludo para las fiestas, con sus pantuflos de los mesmo, y los dias de entresemana se honraba con su vellori de lo mas fino.
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spanish
comienzo
inicio
quijote
opening
cervantes
español
españa
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Miguel de Cervantes Saavedra |