The Novelist covers six hours in the life of a young man, a struggling novelist. It’s a working morning: our protagonist gets up, makes tea (yerba mate, in a French press), opens his laptop, pulls up his work on Google Docs, logs on to Twitter, then Facebook, and returns to his novel. His wife is sleeping; his dog will eventually beg him for a walk. The Novelist switches to coffee. He goes to the bathroom. He barely writes.
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