From Les trois couronnes du matelot, 1983
I have made my decision. There is something odd about writing a story in the past tense even though it has yet to take place. I suppose, the present tense would be better, and easier. I had started by saying: Silver's men gather on board the ship in a cabin near the galley. The sea is visible. Birds circle overhead, above the ship, a sign that the location must be quite close. The boy makes his way towards us, crossing the deck without appearing to notice us, though he knows I must be there. He vanishes from sight. Almost immediately, we see him in the canteen. He's hungry. He discovers the apple-barrel. A scout signals to Silver's men. One of them says, unnaturally loud, in a kind of theatrical way: "Oh no, we can't. We can't kill him." To which another replies: "Oh yes we can." And so on.
—Raoul Ruiz, In Pursuit of Treasure Island, 2008