But you have forgotten more, she said, keeping up the bantering tone. It's a little unfair since I've lived so much longer, he said. Of course, we know the broad lines of each other's life, but we've never been able to put in the fine shading. Our confessions, she said, in an edition of one for each other's eyes alone to be burned after a single reading - the truth, the whole truth, and nothing but the truth. Let's ask Edmund White to read from an early section of his new novel, "A Previous Life."ĮDMUND WHITE: (Reading) But what should we write, he asked with a slightly false respectfulness, as one might ask a child which color one should paint a room. It's 2050, and Count Ruggero Castelnuovo, a 70-year-old musician, and Constance, his American wife who's 40 years younger, decide to write something confiding and intimate for one another.
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