Literary Birthday - 28 August
Happy Birthday, Janet Frame, born 28 August 1924, died 29 January 2004
- I like to see life with its teeth out.
- Writing a novel is not merely going on a shopping expedition across the border to an unreal land: it is hours and years spent in the factories, the streets, the cathedrals of the imagination.
- All writers are exiles wherever they live and their work is a lifelong journey towards the lost land.
- Everything is always a story, but the loveliest ones are those that get written and are not torn up and are taken to a friend as payment for listening, for putting a wise keyhole to the ear of my mind.
- There is no past, present or future. Using tenses to divide time is like making chalk marks on water.
- A writer must stand on the rock of her self and her judgment or be swept away by the tide or sink in the quaking earth: there must be an inviolate place where the choices and decisions, however imperfect, are the writer’s own, where the decision must be as individual and solitary as birth or death.
- I really love emailing, it’s like writing a poem in the sky.
Frame was a New Zealand author. She wrote 11 novels, four collections of short stories, a book of poetry, and three autobiographical volumes. Frame’s traumatic experiences as a young woman feature in Jane Campion’s popular film adaptation of An Angel at My Table.
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