A writer dies, her book is not done, her husband writes the final chapter
4 min readFeb 21, 2022
There is no more tenuous concept than time. Hours, days and years are inventions of man, an application of accounting and order to a life whose beginning is mysterious but whose conclusion is both clear and capricious.
Time, as a mechanism, constructs a façade of stability behind which extends a void that defies definition. What we call…