Why You Need a Place to Play
A few days ago, I wrote about the four inner beings of a writer. Susan Sontag called these the nut (i.e., the obsédé), the moron, the stylist, and the critic. Professor Betty Flowers called these the madman, the architect, the carpenter, and the judge.
I started my blog with the intention that it served as the surface for the inner being known as the nut/obsédé/madman/moron.