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The Guardian Unlimited interviewed Julia Kristeva earlier this year about her new book, Murder In Byzantium.

In November Paul Auster wrote a wonderful piece about writing for Guardian Unlimited:

I don’t know why I do what I do. If I did know, I probably wouldn’t feel the need to do it. All I can say, and I say it with utmost certainty, is that I have felt this need since my earliest adolescence. I’m talking about writing, in particular, writing as a vehicle to tell stories, imaginary stories that have never taken place in what we call the real world. Surely it is an odd way to spend your life – sitting alone in a room with a pen in your hand, hour after hour, day after day, year after year, struggling to put words on pieces of paper in order to give birth to what does not exist – except in your head. Why on earth would anyone want to do such a thing? The only answer I have ever been able to come up with is: because you have to, because you have no choice.

Italo Calvino’s widow has gone to court in rome to try to stop the publication of extracts from Calvino’s correspondence with a lover during the 1950′s.