Romantraditionen amerikanischer Schriftstellerinnen, 1850-1900
1 Autorinnen und Schreibtraditionen in der zweiten Hälfte des 19. Jahrhunderts
Postscript To Be Put at the Beginning 1st Gravedigger. It may be well enough – for a story; but nevertheless it has no business to be. And you see she knows it all the time, with her reasonings and her apologies. What right had she to scribble it all off, in short hand, to Rose Halliday – whoever that is? 2nd Gravedigger. Why, Rose Halliday is an alter ego. Can't a woman talk to herself, if she has no privilege elsewhere? 1st Gravedigger. But here it is in a book. And the world has got it; at least, as much of the world as will pay any attention. And it has all just happened, a couple of years ago. 2nd Gravedigger, solemnly. My dear, do you properly apprehend what a book is? It is an utterly impersonal, abstract irresponsibility. It is a mere medium; a battery of type plates, which you hold by its two covers, to receive a magnetic current. And the little black characters upon which you fix your eyes are hypnotizers. The book tells you nothing. You simply perceive. The places, persons, occurrences, are or have been, and you come into intuitive relations with them. 1st Gravedigger. I can't see it in quite such a boneless light. It is a thing deliberately done; written, printed, published. 2nd Gravedigger. Well; even so, the book and the story had to be. 1st Gravedigger. "I do not of that see the necessity." 2nd Gravedigger. And possibly – as might have been retorted to...
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