“In the blink of an eye” is probably the most fitting title among all the ones I’ve ever come up with for new collections. I pretend I’m busy with something ordinary—but the moment you distract yourself for a second, dozens of bright silk handkerchiefs appear “in the blink of an eye” from my bottomless hat.
You’ll ask: how does he do it? Honestly, I can’t say. I don’t create these stories—on the contrary, they create me. As a result, my writer’s craft and my everyday existence charge me with boundless enthusiasm, which sometimes is mistakenly taken for optimism.
Nonsense. I just follow the optimal course of action, which requires: behave decently, be friends with the muses, finish what you start, and enjoy the feeling that you will probably never die.