The importance of writing

A few days ago I said it was convenient to read Saul Bellow. Later, I found out he had recently died.

Saul Bellow was an author read by Eggers.

Someone, perhaps my good friend Julián, who knows, gave me a few copies of articles that appeared in The Guardian, the English reviewer on the internet. All of them dealed either with McSweeneys or Dave Eggers. Thank you for this. I read them yesterday and found a renewed force of writing. Because of these cheaply printed pages, I remember that one does not yell, one bellows.

Stop complaining. Move on.