{"id":1250,"date":"2011-03-16T05:37:53","date_gmt":"2011-03-16T05:37:53","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/nanavati.eu\/weblog\/?p=1250"},"modified":"2011-03-16T05:37:53","modified_gmt":"2011-03-16T05:37:53","slug":"the-poet-with-no-paper","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/daniel.footstepsbooks.com\/index.php\/2011\/03\/16\/the-poet-with-no-paper\/","title":{"rendered":"The Poet With No Paper"},"content":{"rendered":"<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">Sounds like hell doesn&#8217;t it. I am in the midst of opening every single book in the house to find those that my mother had used to put things in; such as old letters, ephemera of all kinds, anything important. I knew she had written in a few but even I am surprised at the number of poems she has written inside back covers, front covers and any empty pages in her books.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">Of course it is all important to scan in and keep a digital record as none of these things will last out the next thousand years (and who knows maybe \u00a0even digital media won&#8217;t) but it all reminds me of how often we never had the money to buy much paper &#8211; the life blood of a writer.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">When we lived in North Devon we stopped on a drive when we found a parcel on the road side. Literally something that fell off a delivery lorry. Inside the wrapping was thousands of sheets of pale yellow A4 paper &#8211; which could hold about 300 or so typed words. Not only was that paper used for years it produced the first draft of her second book. So important a gift did this paper seem that I found an unused sheet in her work and dutifully replaced it, as it brought back a host of memoirs.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">I suspect we all have something we remember like this and none of it is gold. It will be something far more important.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Sounds like hell doesn&#8217;t it. I am in the midst of opening every single book in the house to find those that my mother had used to put things in; such as old letters, ephemera of all kinds, anything important. I knew she had written in a few but even I am surprised at the&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[4],"tags":[17,524],"class_list":["post-1250","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-daily","tag-a4","tag-paper"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/daniel.footstepsbooks.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1250","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/daniel.footstepsbooks.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/daniel.footstepsbooks.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/daniel.footstepsbooks.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/daniel.footstepsbooks.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=1250"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/daniel.footstepsbooks.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1250\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/daniel.footstepsbooks.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=1250"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/daniel.footstepsbooks.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=1250"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/daniel.footstepsbooks.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=1250"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}