Friday, September 01, 2006

I will now begin a period of ascetism, celibacy, and isolation.


Greg said...

After my comprehensive devastation of your "gray as moss" trope, I would understand your reluctance to indulge me. Nevertheless, I'm curious. Why celibacy? I get the aceticism and the isolation--if you want to write anything worthwhile you have to be a bit of a hermit--but no sex? At all? That seems a little extreme to me.

Literature does require monk-like dedication, but I can think of very few good writers that consistently denied themselves sex. Of the top of my head, the only guy I can think of who wrote well without getting laid is Fernando Pessoa (his "Book of Disquiet", btw, seems like it might be something you'd enjoy. Check it out, if you haven't already).

OF course, it's entirely possible that your decision to become celibate has been prompted by non-literary concerns, private ones, that you'd rather not broadcast over the internet, however you mentioned it in the first place, so now I'm curious: what's this celibacy business all about?

NickAntosca said...

That post was for the labor day weekend, unrelated to writing.

I bought the Pessoa a while back, read maybe five pages, thought him pathetic, and put it down probably forever.