Karl ove knausgaard why i write

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Inadvertent by Karl Ove Knausgård

The Why I Write series is based on the Windham-Campbell Lectures, delivered annually to commemorate the awarding of the Donald Windham–Sandy M. Campbell Literature Prizes at Yale University. Administered by Yale’s Beinecke Rare Book and Manuscript Library, the series publishes works based on the lecture given by the event’s keynote speaker.
 
The series launched in 2017 with the release of Devotion, by renowned musician, artist, and author Patti Smith. This new volume is by internationally best-selling author Karl Ove Knausgaard, and future editions will come from Pulitzer Prize winner Hilton Als and poet-playwright Elizabeth Alexander, who recited her poetry at the 2009 presidential inauguration of Barack Obama.
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Karl Ove Knausgaard Interview on Writers & Company - CBC Radio

Karl Ove Knausgaard: the shame of writing about myself

To date, only the first three volumes of My Struggle have been published in English; an excerpt from Book Four follows on page We are grateful to Wood and Knausgaard, and to the organizer of the festival, Frode Saugestad, for allowing us to publish this exchange. Your six volumes have been received as an extraordinary example of literary courage—the courage to confess and the courage to take risks with form. Sometimes you take the stakes so low that fiction or drama, conflict, plot might disappear altogether. Not just the act. And you did. Were you aware at the time that these were risks, that they were acts of daring?

The second book in the Why I Write series provides generous insight into the creative process of the award-winning Norwegian novelist Karl Ove Knausgaard.
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Karl Ove Knausgaard: Writing Novels 'Is Much Better than Being Happy' (June 3, 2015) - Charlie Rose

Fri 26 Feb We were in Kristiansand, the town my father was from, and had stopped at a junction and were waiting for a gap in the traffic so we could pull out. It was hot and overcast, and as we were waiting it began to rain. We were in Kristiansand because my father had died. And what my brother was referring to there in the car were the circumstances of his death.

The old questions, good as they are, are going to be augmented with new ones: Are we creating a world worth living in? Are we creating a world we can continue to live in? The volume is filled with nebulous though standard boilerplate on the reasons a serious author picks up his or her pen. There are the customary tales of fledgling insecurity and literary jealousy, assertions of the insurgent ego petty and grand as well as an interesting look at how a primal need to disappear into the imaginative worlds created by books drives some into making their own illusory spaces. It is also an elemental lesson in trusting the tale rather than the teller. Because the lecture jumps about chronologically, understanding how seriously to take statements is complicated: do these assertions come from the now critically acclaimed writer, heralded for his autobiographical novel cycle My Struggle? Or from the insecure writer as he fights to create his career?

Maybe it has to do with the fact that everyone can write and read while at the same time there is something exalted about the role of the writer, and that this gap, which seems incomprehensible, must be bridged. Or it may have to do with the fact that writing is voluntary, and that a person who writes can always refrain from doing so, which is unthinkable in the case of an employee, and therefore obscure or tempting. When I was young I read interviews with writers with avid interest. A pattern, a common denominator: what makes a writer a writer? This fundamental uncertainty creates the need for habits, which are nothing other than a framework, scaffolding around the unpredictable.

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