Friday, July 31, 2009

How I Became a Nun

Cesar Aira
Tr. Chris Andrews
My story, the story of 'how I became a nun,' began very early in my life; I had just turned six. The beginning is marked by a vivid memory, which I can reconstruct down to the last detail. Before, there is nothing, and after everything is an extension of the same vivid memory, continuous and unbroken, including intervals of sleep, up to the point where I took the veil.
Sometimes when I write stuff it seems so complex and beautiful and intricate...and then I let someone else read it and it doesn't make any sense at all.

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