Hier, je lisais une entrevue récente avec Peter Ackroyd, un écrivain que j'aime beaucoup, autant pour ses romans que pour ses biographies.
Voici à quoi ressemble son horaire quotidien:
"[...] he organises his days with the ritual and rigour of Catholic mass. At the moment, he starts off with 500 words about Venice ("Thames was quite a visceral book; I needed to do something alien to me"), translating 17 lines of The Canterbury Tales, 120 words on a new novel, then a spot of journalism or a play followed by a bit of work on a book of English ghost stories, rounded off by reading for his biggest project yet - a six-volume history of England."
Je ne sais pas pourquoi, mais ça m'a "eau-glacée-dans-le-visage".
Voici à quoi ressemble son horaire quotidien:
"[...] he organises his days with the ritual and rigour of Catholic mass. At the moment, he starts off with 500 words about Venice ("Thames was quite a visceral book; I needed to do something alien to me"), translating 17 lines of The Canterbury Tales, 120 words on a new novel, then a spot of journalism or a play followed by a bit of work on a book of English ghost stories, rounded off by reading for his biggest project yet - a six-volume history of England."
Je ne sais pas pourquoi, mais ça m'a "eau-glacée-dans-le-visage".
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