It was during this period that he most despaired of ever becoming a writer, and yet it was during this period that he finally succeeded in becoming one to his own satisfaction (and he was always his most demanding critic). He imagined other ways out, and even experimented with several, but in the end he closed all the doors he had opened, forcing himself to cross the threshold of the only door he would or could ever open–that of literature.

It was during this period that he came to realize that the only true way out was through writing itself. More precisely, he desperately sought a way out of the existential predicament of his life as he had been living it then, and towards a life that would yield him the necessary conditions to allow him to follow his chosen path of writing.

“The problem is not that of being free but of finding a way out…” - Gilles Deleuze and Félix Guattari, Kafka: pour une littérature mineureīetween 19, Franz Kafka wanted to disappear.

(A reply to this article by Dr Smolin can be read here) The Man Who Disappeared: Kafka Imagining Amerika by Douglas Shields Dix

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