There's this long-standing Conceit that it was somehow HONORABLE to "Suffer" for one's Art -- well THAT is fucking HORSE-SHIT from the "get-go" . The Ancient Kung-Fu Master explained 'it' this way : "When the Heart overflows with Love, THEN there is Music" {and Poetry and the other Arts} . By definition Suffering is NOT Love {although there are Qats* like me who view Suffering MUCH differently than Others} . In his Book, Why We're Polarized, Ezra Klein spends some Time explaining his move to a Location that was CONDUCIVE to a Writer's Productivity and that Location was NOT one where Suffering was even a tiny factor .
I use-ta have-ta try and write wearing a complement of Outer WORK wear to protect me from the Interior Cold. Indeed I devised this gag : `It was so cold inside, I had-ta open up the windows and doors to let some Heat in . ` Such were the Old Days .
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