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Sailboats: Morning, from Inland Sea, by Yoshida Hiroshi, 1926

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INTERVIEWER

“There also seems to be a journalistic quality to that technique or tone. You describe seemingly fantastic events in such minute detail that it gives them their own reality. Is this something you have picked up from journalism?”

GARCÍA MÁRQUEZ (EL GABO)

“That’s a journalistic trick which you can also apply to literature. For example, if you say that there are elephants flying in the sky, people are not going to believe you. But if you say that there are four hundred and twenty-five elephants flying in the sky, people will probably believe you. One Hundred Years of Solitude is full of that sort of thing. That’s exactly the technique my grandmother used. I remember particularly the story about the character who is surrounded by yellow butterflies. When I was very small there was an electrician who came to the house. I became very curious because he carried a belt with which he used to suspend himself from the electrical posts. My grandmother used to say that every time this man came around, he would leave the house full of butterflies. But when I was writing this, I discovered that if I didn’t say the butterflies were yellow, people would not believe it. When I was writing the episode of Remedios the Beauty going to heaven, it took me a long time to make it credible. One day I went out to the garden and saw a woman who used to come to the house to do the wash and she was putting out the sheets to dry and there was a lot of wind. She was arguing with the wind not to blow the sheets away. I discovered that if I used the sheets for Remedios the Beauty, she would ascend. That’s how I did it, to make it credible. The problem for every writer is credibility. Anybody can write anything so long as it’s believed.”

Gabriel García Márquez, The Art of Fiction No. 69

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https://www.theparisreview.org/interviews/3196/the-art-of-fiction-no-69-gabriel-garcia-marquez

Fine. They’re good children. They've made me laugh a lot with their anecdotes and some of their problems with girls.

Sometimes I wonder what it would have been like if I'd had daughters. Today is one of those days… I've had a group of teenage boys at my house since last night (some sort of a pijama party 🙃 )

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I lived a lot on that world… 😅

I'm trying hard not to look at that npub. You have no idea how much I love architecture.