I rember the feeling of joy and lightness, or the potential of joy and lightness during writing, after reading Italo Calvino's Six Memos for the New Millennium. The kind of positive emotions that are hard to come by while I am writing or in the process of a work, when I usually lean more towards shame and despair.
This excellent passage probably stuck out for me, because it connects the joy and the despair, going from great triumph to a deep fall. It's a description of an artist's transformation from genius to madman. Which is very funny and a bit mean, because it is such an antiquated idea of an artist, and these days it's obviously a whole different axis!
So, it is a description of the fall of an artist. Or is it?
I continue to wonder about the status of the transformation.