I hardly ever pay visits. I love a lively discussion, but rather not in someone’s home. Visiting is a bit superficial, like a ‘novel without an extra layer of meaning’.
The reason I’m heaving these thoughts is because I’ve just finished the final part of a biography about Dutch writer Gerard Reve (1923-2006). Certain authors have a contagious writing style. Not because it can make you ill, but rather their work influences your own writing. Gerard Reve is one of them.
The main thing that I noticed, when reading this biography, is how much Reve protected his working environment while at the time actually needing other people. It sounds very familiar.
Why are parties even worse than visiting people at home?