The Myths of Writing: Have You Bought Into These?

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There is an image most people carry of the artist (think Van Gough’s self-portrait, the one with his ear bandaged), working in solitude in a barren garret in a dark corner of the city. Everyday is a struggle. He continually walks between moments of brilliance and moments of insanity. It’s a romantic image, I suppose. Built around the belief that an artist must suffer for his art.