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I'm A Dilettante By Temperament. I Don't Have Any Expectation.

Europe Is A Rapidly Changing Place, On Every Level. Immigration, Post-communist Transitions, The Unification, Steady Presence Of War And Conflict, The Inescapable Challenges To The Notion Of National Literature/culture-it All Exerts Pressure Upon Writers Who Must Be Aware Of The Transformational Possibilities Of The Situation.

I Write And Read With The Assumption That Literature Contains Knowledge Of Human Experience That Is Not Available Otherwise.

In The Olden Days, A Memoir Was Something Written By Churchill And People Like That, Because They Had A Grand Experience And Considered It Useful For Future Generations. And Then It Became What It Became - A Public Purging In Which Other People Have The Chance To Judge You And Then Forgive You, Perhaps Learning Something From Your Sorry Example.

Cliché Activates The Comfortable Mental Laziness, We Sort Of Revert To The Domain Of The Already-familiar, What We Have Already Imagined So That It Doesn't Seem That Bad.