The beginning is not fictive. It cannot be placed in the control of a writer or reader. If you are reading, you are not at the beginning.
What is erotic about reading (or writing) is the play of imagination called forth in the space between you and your object of knowledge.
Written texts make available the notion that one knows what one has merely read. Attempts to shortcut the process [of the reach for knowledge], or package it for convenient reuse […] are a denial of our commitment to time and cannot be taken seriously.
