Together, the three volumes are five inches tall and weigh more than my children did when they emerged from the sea of their mother.
Karl Ove Knausgaard forced me to cancel six months of my life in order to fixate on 30 years of his.
I think that writing is therapeutic. I agree with the psychologist who said that creativity is the successful resolution of internal conflict. But when it comes to autobiography, I myself don’t want the beasts roaring around. It’s not that I’m suppressing them. I know who and what they are. But I think there’s something a bit self-indulgent in feeling that we can say absolutely everything. I think there are things that have happened in our lives that we have to accept and come to terms with, but I don’t think that we necessarily have to write about them.