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Murnane says his fiction does not begin from plots, themes or messages. It begins from mental images that recur with strong feeling: a grassland, a racing colour, a face glimpsed once. Writing means reporting these images and tracing the connections between them, so a text's shape follows the network of the writer's mind rather than a planned argument.
The living person who writes a book differs from the personage a reader meets in its sentences. The reader's proper relationship is with the author implied by the text, not the biographical person. Seeking out, interviewing or explaining the flesh-and-blood writer therefore adds nothing essential to a work and may distort it.
From childhood Murnane staged private horse races using marbles as runners. He invented horses, owners, trainers and racing colours, recorded results, and sustained the game into adulthood. He presents this invented racing world as a working model of his fiction: an inner domain of images and names, charged with feeling and ordered by its own rules, that he inhabits more fully than the outer world.
In middle age Murnane taught himself Hungarian, driven chiefly by his attachment to Gyula Illyés's account of life on the Hungarian plains. He never visited Hungary and seldom left Victoria. He could only fully possess that distant grassland through the language, not through travel. The episode shows his preference for reaching places through words and images over physical experience.
The title's lilacs are flowers Murnane encountered in books rather than in life. Such images, received through reading, can persist in the mind more vividly and durably than things actually seen. A reader's inner landscape is therefore built substantially from invisible, text-born images, and these become the real material a writer later draws on.