Daily Archive for August 6th, 2007

Sometimes confrontation is best

By Paulo Coelho


 
This is to be my main appearance at the Writers’ Festival in Melbourne, Australia. It is ten o’clock in the morning and there is a packed audience. I am to be interviewed by a local writer, John Felton.
 
I step onto the platform with my usual feelings of apprehension. Felton introduces me and starts asking me questions. Before I can finish what I’m saying, he interrupts me and asks me another question. When I reply, he says something like ‘that wasn’t a very clear answer’. Five minutes later, there is a feeling of unease amongst the audience; everyone can sense that something is wrong. I remember Confucius and take the only possible action.
 
‘Do you like what I write?’ I ask.
 
‘That’s irrelevant,’ Felton replies. ‘I’m here to interview you, not the other way round.’
 
‘But it is relevant. You won’t let me finish my thought. Confucius says: “Whenever possible, be clear.” Let’s follow that advice and make things absolutely clear: Do you like what I write?’
 
‘No, I don’t. I’ve read two of your books and I hated both of them.’
 
‘Fine, now we can continue.’
 
The lines of battle have been drawn. The audience relaxes and the atmosphere becomes electric, the interview becomes a real debate, and everyone - including Felton - is pleased with the result.

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“I also know that, at night, Another part of me will be wandering in space, in contact with things as real as the pack of cigarettes and glass of gin before me now. My soul will dance with her soul; I’ll be with her while I sleep; I’ll wake up sweating and go into the kitchen for a glass of water. I’ll understand that, in order to combat ghosts you must use weapons that form no par of reality. Then following the advice of my grandmother, I’ll place an open pair of scissors on my bedside table to snip off the end of the dream.”
 
-Paolo Coelho (The Witch Of Portobello)
 
A strange moment of anguish, and I call her up….with a special request…after I am gone.
 
I ask her to tell that special someone about this space…..tell her that, each and every word here, is dedicated to her….if she refuses, then lie to me….
 
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