I am afraid of evil Romantic stereoptypes about the Artist, as well as post-Romantic stereotypes like those loosely derived from Hemingway, and about literature-writers and artists being businessmen and entrepeneurs, writing and image executives. I am afraid of the legendary pure laborers who know inspiration is a lie like the fairy and say this in interviews in magazines quoted on stone facebook.
But I am most scared of the stereoptype of misunderstood genius, isolated prophet who lives on misery and social starvation going mad and is only understood by the more evolved unborn audiences of the future
I do not write for the philosophers of the future.


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