This story, repeated most recently in a New York Times profile of recently deceased writer Harold Bloom, famous for (among other things) his productivity, appeared earlier in a book by Jay Parini:
"The story circulates in academe that a graduate student once telephoned Bloom at home in New Haven. His wife answered, "I'm sorry, he's writing a book." "That's all right," the student replied. "I'll wait."
This story, in which the caller is Alfred Hitchcock to prolific novelist Georges Simenon, is told in a recent profile of Simenon by Ian Tompson:
Simenon demanded silence as he set out to write one Maigret adventure a week. When Alfred Hitchcock telephoned one day, he was told: ‘Sorry, he’s just started a novel.’ ‘That’s all right, I’ll wait,’ came the reply.
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