“Man is the pie that bakes and eats itself, and the recipe is separation.”

The title is a quotation from Lanark by Alasdair Gray.

I have spent much of my day rereading my notes in Hopscotch by Julio Cortazar, and I’m not sure why the quotation from Lanark seems appropriate. I have also been copying some of my notes out of Hopscotch into a notebook, and I’m still not sure why the quotation from Lanark seems appropriate. I have also read Eliot’s “The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock” at least three times today, and now maybe I have a glimmer of an idea as to why the quotation from Lanark seems appropriate.

I followed the recipe very carefully, and I’ve been eating at myself all day–using Eliot’s canines and incisors and Cortazar’s molars.