I cann't understand the last sentence. someboby help me, please!!
this novel is writen by R O R Y M A C L E A N, its name is :Berlin : Imagine A City. Thanks !
During the morning in the garden, Böhme warms to the diary
form, and to her Thymian. She writes, ‘My aunt brought me this
daily journal yesterday as a belated Confi rmation present. “Such
a nice thing for a young girl,” she said. “And such a cheap one,”
thought I. But as it’s here I may as well use it, and perhaps I shall
discover that I have some literary talent.’ This is how Böhme likes
to begin her books: in character, open to wind and fancy, with a
memory or a feeling, moving towards empathy, fear and dramatisation.
Without character she isn’t engaged. She can’t write from the
heart, or imagine.