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The good days, the fat days, page upon page of manuscript; prosperous days, something to say…the pages mounted and I was happy. Fabulous days, the rent paid, still fifty dollars in my wallet, nothing to do all day and night but write and think of writing; ah, such sweet days, to see it grow, to worry for it, myself, my book, my words, maybe important, maybe timeless, but mine nevertheless, the indomitable Arturo Bandini, already deep into his first novel. “

From Chapter Sixteen, Ask the Dust by John Fante, originally published in 1939

A masterpiece among masterpieces, this novel is in my top-10 all-time favorites list! Available in a beautiful (and affordable) paperback edition, here.

Photo: Vintage notecard found on Flickr.