The Secret of Many Writers Is to Amplify…

The secret of many writers is to amplify, exaggerate a few traits that are already naturally prominent in their personalities. To do this, however, it is necessary to overcome that initial fear of what readers might think. The curious thing is that these fears are almost always unfounded, and the exaggeration crystallizes into style, becoming the greatest indication of the individual’s verve. We see the effect, and then compare it with the opposite examples, of those writers who trim their own protrusions, as if trying to appear more “normal”. It seems that the desired acceptance is not achieved, and in the end their work makes a bad impression. In the final analysis, the public always prefers the crazy to the dull.

Something Very Striking About Technique…

Something very striking about technique, art, study, and even personality, is that a pattern of development is often observed, in which there is a slow, more or less regular advance, which drags on for years on end. Then, when a constant seems to be established, a leap occurs and the level reached seems incompatible with the previous process. Taleb’s graphs come to mind. How can we explain why they are so frequent? Continuous effort seems necessary, but it cannot be the explanation in itself. The story, however, repeats itself, and even if it is not understood, it is good to be admired and taken as inspiration.

If the Drama of the Journalist Who Spends…

If the drama of the journalist who spends his life carrying the frustrated dream of doing literature is legitimized by repetition, it should be noted that, in most cases, this dream is just an idyllic image, like any other, conceived without reflection. The frustrated journalist never reflects on what journalism offers him and what literature can hardly match. First of all, a salary; then recognition and reputation. If we analyze it carefully, these are things without which any journalist could only imagine working in a nightmare. Even the worst journalist receives a salary and enjoys some prestige, has an audience that listens to him and reads him. In a scenario without any of this, would he still make literature? Of course not. So the alleged drama is always more fanciful than real.

Literature, Unable as It Has Become to Be…

Literature, unable as it has become to be a profession, can only generate maladjusted and abnormal types. Because, after all, practicing it is no less than working with no expectation of return, something that nobody consciously does. The writer therefore detaches part of his time from “normal life”, and the greater this part, the more authentically he is a writer, the further he will stray from the norm, the more abnormal he will become. There is no solution. And if the tendency for him to fail in leading an ordinary life is almost unavoidable, at least it has become easier to verify the sincerity of his vocation.