Connecticut western news., 1890-01-22
How Jules Verne Writes.

In a recent interview, Jules Verne, the great French novelist said: "It is my wish, you know, in my novels to depict the whole surface of the earth that is to say, to paint the earth in my stories. Formerly used to travel and see the places that wished to describe with my own eyes. had 8 yacht, and travelled in all directions. But now have to fall back on my souve- mfrs or to write from what have read. Thus in my new book, that is, the one which I have just finished, and which is going to come out soon, "The Jour- ney Backwards" describe journey through the North of America and Alaska and over the Behring Straits. If it had been possible for me to have done so should have gone over the whole of that territory before writing a line of that book; but it was impos- sible, and I had to draw my scenery from what have read. It is true that have read so much on the sub ject that the whole route traversed by my heroes in that book is as familiar to me as any street in my own town"
 "You have written great deal," l said.-"I am now at my seventy-fourth novel, and I hope to write as many more before lay down my pen for the last time. write two novels every year, and have done so regularly for the last thirty-seven years. I do SO much every morning, never missing 8 day, and get through my yearly task with greatest ease. I must tell you that am very severe on myself, and that correct and correct. will show you one of my MSS., and you will see that in every line there are numerous ensures. often copy six or seven times before sending my copy to the printer, and then when the proofs come in always find quantity more corrections to be made. I don't be- lieve in dashing off work, and don't believe that work that is dashed off is ever worth very much."
 Jules Verne then proposed that we should visit his work-room, and led the way up a winding staircase that is within turret that Hanks his house. At the very top of this staircase are his private apartments. On the way, noticing the luxury of the appointments, the softness of the carpets, and the beauty of the pictures on the walls, said to Mrs. Verne: t'This ascension garretw ards makes me think of ques- ton I want to ask. Was the masters debut hard one?"
 "Oh, mo-" she said, 'tit has been all plain sailing with him. His first book was success, the Hive Weeks in g Balloon;' and since then it has only been a march forward. It is true that his first books did not bring him g tithe of what they were worth, be- cause he had made unwise agreements not knowing the value of his work, but now things are as we'll as they can be-"
 While thus speaking we had reached a little room of irregular shape. In one corner stood camp bedstead, and next to it on small table laid imple- ments. In front was window look ing over the town, where, under a cloud of white and chilling mist, the Cathedral reared its double head. Be- hind, over the mantel, which was adorned with statuettes of Moliere and Shakespeare, was water color of a yacht entering the bay of Naples.
 "Yes, Verne leads the quietest, most sober life imaginable," said his wife. "He never smokes, and does not touch alcohol from one years end to the other."