aura.

Richard Farrell in einem schönen Text über epileptische Anfälle: „In those weird seconds, as the aura passed from something subtle to something more sinister, everything that was happening, every detail, every sight, sound and smell, seemed to have happened before in the exact same order and sequence. I became intensely aware of things: the trees, the angle of sun, the curvature of the road, the crisp blueness of the sky, bluer than I’d ever seen it. The road bent around to the right and a guard rail separated it from a low wash filled with reeds. I felt like I knew what was waiting beyond the curve, even beneath the reeds. The world became hyper-real, an intensely emotional feeling, not of the brain or body but, please pardon the over-amped language, of the soul.“ [#]

(Wie sagt man eigentlich zu creative nonfiction auf Deutsch? Wenn man bedenkt, was für ein tolles Genre das ist, sollte man doch auch einen Begriff auf Deutsch dafür haben.)

Interview mit Richard Farrell: „Having two young kids at home makes the concept of a writing space seem romantic.“ [#]

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