First published July
20, 2012
Sometimes I tell people lately that I write.
Immediately they ask: ‘What do you write: a book?’
Till now my standard answer was: ‘No, just for my pleasure.
I don’t know if it will be a book. I will see. I don’t mind if it becomes a
book. For me the pleasure is in the writing.
When it is finished, I have had my fun already.
This week I met M. Is it a coïncidence that he has the same
name as one of my main characters?
M. said to me: ‘But you don’t know yet how many pleasure you
get, when your book is published . When you see for the first time that it lies
in the shop window’.
As I asked him if he had experienced that feeling, he had to
admit. But he did it with a big and happy smile. Of course it was just a
science book, but whatever, it was a real book.
I noticed that his remarks hit me. Since I do talk about
writing a book, has my book got a title and I do have a real writersname.
Suddenly it becomes very real
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