Into the Woods, Again

Sometimes you want to repeat a book. For a while after I read Robert McKee’s Story, I kept picking up similar books when I was in town. I wanted to read Story again, to purchase the feeling – maybe the illusion – that I was reading a new book while having the pleasure of reading the very thing I had just completed.

And so I picked up John Yorke’s Into the Woods (subtitled “a five act journey into story”).

But there was no illusion, and little pleasure.

Still, I do this from time to time.

Quare id faciam, fortasse requiris.

Nescio, sed fieri sentio et excrucio

 

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