When I read the Sylvia Plath diary, I was constantly irritated and I wondered why. Then I clicked :
Because she always and absolutely wanted to write a book… instead of writing.
So I invented the “Sylvia Plath syndrome”, it’s when a person absolutely wants to publish a book and barely never writes.
One possibility is that one day the book is there, the axis disappeared immediately : it leaves this person completely indifferent, and sick. We could call this the “So what” disillusion. This needs another article, right?
Shut up, et cessez donc de vous plaindre ! Don’t complain about you can’t write, or it’s not the place, or it’s not the moment : write! Now! You go girl (and boy)!
Have a nice day!
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