Working It Through

In the concluding pages of The Telling by Ursula K. Le Guin one finds a nice summation of the novel:

[...] belief is the wound that knowledge heals.

And the irony is that reading fiction progresses by a suspension of disbelief ... reader made whole upon exiting the reading experience for the reader progresses from a state of not knowing to one of knowledge. Would re-readig be playing with a scar?

Somehow the metaphorics fall apart. The encounter with fiction is beyond belief — it is a special type of knowing that inhabits an alternate universe.

And so for day 608