The novel is structured into four parts Out of context, I realize this makes no sense but to me, and in the context of the story, it's like the musical soundtrack to the novel. And I like hearing the full symphony even as I struggle with putting in the small parts.
This is the stage where it is really getting fun to write this. Main problem ahead: not sure I have the chops to write part four but I already have a plan to fake it.
This is the stage where it is really getting fun to write this. Main problem ahead: not sure I have the chops to write part four but I already have a plan to fake it.
PART
ONE
I
grow old … I grow old …
I
shall wear the bottoms of my trousers rolled.
T.
S. Eliot
PART
TWO
Death,
Thy Rhythmic Lover
E.
E. Cummings
PART
THREE
And
death shall have no dominion.
Dead
men naked they shall be one
With
the man in the wind and the west moon;
Dylan
Thomas
PART FOUR
O sweet spontaneous earth
E. E. Cummings
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