plants this seed in your head. This idea that you can make anything your own, no matter how prepackaged or limited or controlled. It’s all just a matter of transferring it – quickly and efficiently – to a new realm that’s completely separate from the source.’
‘And you’re applying this technique to other aspects of your life.’ The motions she’s making with her pen look less and less like writing.
‘To all aspects,’ I say, glancing at her over my shoulder. ‘As an example, I taped last week’s session with you.’
‘With the TiVo.’
‘With a pocket-sized audiocassette recorder. I then hurried home, transferred that recording to my computer, and re-edited it so our conversation went more to my liking.’
‘I see,’ my therapist said. (In the revised version she will say: ‘You astound me.’) ‘And does your re-edit conclude with some sort of complicated sexual encounter?’
‘Complicated, no. There was an elegant minimalism about it.’
