Read this today... caught my eye... as a lot of Kafka does just now:
"Writing sustains me. But wouldn't it be more accurate to say that it sustains this kind of life? Which does not, of course, mean that my life is any better when I don't write. On the contrary, at such times it is far worse, wholly unbearable, and inevitably ends in madness. This is, of course, only on the assumption that I am a writer even when I don't write – which is indeed the case; and a non-writing writer is, in fact, a monster courting insanity."
– Franz Kafka to Max Brod, July 5, 1922
It feels sort of right, for this writer, for me.
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Yup. That's how it is. Oh yeah.
PS Thanks for the lovely post on my blog about Dots, much appreciated!
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