Quite a Quote

Obviously, I cannot say what happened once I reached the street. That is, I cannot say whether or not I remembered something that I was to look for, as if it were an event that is now complete. If I said, “I did not remember it,” that would imply that something happened later to bring it now back to me, and that would extend beyond the scope of my narrative. If I said, “Yes. There it was!” then my events would have taken a fictional turn; probably a miracle would have occurred. However, Ravicka was not a fiction. It was a place; this was its language.

Gladman, Renee. Event Factory. Urbana: Dorothy Project, 2010.

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