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The completed narrative is a sort of artifact, but in some real way
I'm no more capable of explicating it than the next guy. You know, if
you know much about... at least the sort of... what passed for
contemporary literary critical theory when I was studying it... the
assumption was that the critic has as much... that the reader had as
much chance of knowing what the text was going to be about as the author
did. That was sort of a formal assumption; that the author had no more
access to it...

MR: They're just words?

WG: Yeah. No more access to some deeper, more symbolic level than the critic
did. Because the critic could argue, the critic... the author could say
that, well, it's really about this and that and the critic could argue
that, well, you think it's about this and that but actually it's about
that and this. And you're simply... I'm simply able to interpret your
own conscious intention. I'm not sure whether... I was never sure
whether I believed that or not. But now that I've written a few books I
know that I... that I cannot explicate them more. Or that I could
explicate them differently at different times.

MR: And yet you have this gift for... for semiotic regurgitation.

WG: Well, yeah.

MR: Does it worry you?

WG: What?

MR: Do you occasionally get puzzled, or self-conscious.

WG: Magpie-like?

MR: Like a collage too mannered.

WG: Bricolage. no, it doesn't bother me. It's what I do.

MR: But if you think about it too much? Do you have to make a conscious
effort not to make it a... conscious effort?

WG: Well, it requires... In my own case it requires a kind of pathological
concentration, after which something snaps and the narrative proceeds
as though by... it's almost... I mean, it's really good, it feels like
automatic writing. I'm able to sit back and watch myself write without
having much idea of where it's going along. But unfortunately that
requires endless chewing of pencils.

MR: They used to call it the Muse.

WG: Yeah. Waiting for the Muse. All I've ever figured out is you have to