Over the years, writing has increasingly become for me not an art form, but the way in which I manage to give shape to reality, especially the one that is not talked about, the one that remains hidden in the indifference of the blind and in the detachment of the deaf.It is evident that there is always something of me in what I write, if … Continua a leggere Writing Life
How sad this widespread impossibility / inability to do something without having a profit. Dedicating yourself to someone else’s work not to dialogue and gratify them, but to show off is somewhat out of place and means that you cannot imagine a possible dialogue between yourself and others since what matters is only the image of yourself.An image you want to create, a narcissistic self-representation … Continua a leggere Culture Is Not a Game To Win
Writing Is Testifying 