Cînd un scriitor e făcut praf de o femeie. Rushdie.
Mi-a placut un articol din Guardian pentru simplul fapt ca rareori veyi un scriitor mare vorbind atit de relaxat despre chestiuni intime. ma rog, se poate ca Rushdie sa fi fost ireversibil virusat de vedetismul mediatic. dar iata o selectie de declaratii care-l fac delicios:
According to Rushdie, the irony is that not only did she not inspire the book, she was very nearly the cause of its demise. ‘To put it bluntly,’ he says, ‘I had to write it in spite of her. Because what happened to me last year when I was writing this book was a colossal calamity.’ By this he means the end of his marriage.
