Vladimir Nabokov, in a note on the story “A Slice of Life.” From The Stories of Vladimir Nabokov (1997):
What was your purpose, sir, in penning this story, forty years ago in Berlin? Well, I did pen it (for I never learned to type and the long reign of the 3B pencil, capped with an eraser, was to start much later — in parked motorcars and motels); but I had never any “purpose” in mind when writing stories — for myself, my wife, and half a dozen dear dead chuckling friends.Here’s a post with Nabokov and pencil and motorcar. 3B or not 3B?
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“ half a dozen dear dead chuckling friends.”—- the Ideal Tradets 😄❤️
Readers? Or am I missing something? I’m guessing that you’re typing on a phone.
Whoops! Yes, readers!
Lol—“tradets”???
This came across my feed, it seems like your kind of long read.
https://notes.stlartsupply.com/the-golden-age-of-japanese-pencils-1952-1967/
I think you’re right. Thanks, ChasM.
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