In my novel, Kafka In The Castle, I fill in **missing** diary entries from Kafka’s real diary. He either did not fill in these days himself, or he destroyed them. It is estimated Kafka destroyed 70% – 80% of everything he wrote. I am as accurate as I can be with the timeline.
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12 January 1917
I have heard that Max has been praising me again. Excessively.
He not only praises my scribbling, but also imbues me with the fortitude and honesty of the Christian saints. He will next want me to open my own rabbinical school.
It is neither easy nor expedient to be honest, and causes much resentment. People do like to know they can trust you, but are generally wary about the truth.
Especially if it is truth about them.
Particularly if it is my truth about them.
It is generally acceptable however, to be truthful about other people.
Yes, my writings are the truth – a total truth. But, I do not know how to write any other way.
I may as well be praised for being born with two arms and black hair, my choice in the matter is the same.
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