THOSE EXTRAORDINARY TWINS, by Mark Twain [MT#46][mtext10.txt]3185

A man who is born with the novel-writing gift has a troublesome time of

it when he tries to build a novel. I know this from experience. He has

no clear idea of his story; in fact he has no story. He merely has some

people in his mind, and an incident or two, also a locality. He knows

these people, he knows the selected locality, and he trusts that he can

plunge those people into those incidents with interesting results. So he

goes to work. To write a novel? No--that is a thought which comes

later; in the beginning he is only proposing to tell a little tale; a

very little tale; a six-page tale. But as it is a tale which he is not

acquainted with, and can only find out what it is by listening as it goes

along telling itself, it is more than apt to go on and on and on till it

spreads itself into a book. I know about this, because it has happened

to me so many times.

I didn't know what to do with her. I was as sorry for her as anybody

could be, but the campaign was over, the book was finished, she was

sidetracked, and there was no possible way of crowding her in, anywhere.

I could not leave her there, of course; it would not do. After spreading

her out so, and making such a to-do over her affairs, it would be

absolutely necessary to account to the reader for her. I thought and

thought and studied and studied; but I arrived at nothing. I finally saw

plainly that there was really no way but one--I must simply give her the

grand bounce. It grieved me to do it, for after associating with her so

much I had come to kind of like her after a fashion, notwithstanding she

was such an ass and said such stupid irritating things and was so

nauseatingly sentimental. Still it had to be done. So, at the top of

Chapter XVII, I put in a "Calendar" remark concerning July Fourth, and

began the chapter with this statistic: "Rowena went out in the back yard

after supper to see the fireworks and fell down the well and got

drowned." It seemed abrupt, but I thought maybe the reader wouldn't

notice it, because I changed the subject right away to something else.

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