He must cut the book with a thick horizontal line. Perpendicular to this line runs an invisible grid�each segment of this grid represents each month, each year, and each event. The line will run for as long as the grid exists.

Then enters his real job: he is to slash this thick line with multiple other thinner ones. Some of them may cut hard but decisively at a right angle; some may slant at an awkward degree, disappearing down where the page ends; some may run parallel, before stopping almost abruptly.

He may choose to insert dialogues, portraits, or anecdotes. Nevertheless, the book will be made up of these lines�crossing, slashing, disappearing, never-ending.