Whatever your feelings about Elizabeth Gilbert and her books, know that she is an intelligent, generous, self-aware, and articulate speaker on creativity, genius, and how to work as a writer. How did we come to collectively internalize and accept the concept that creativity and suffering are linked, and what other views have there been in history between genius and the writer? Are there better, saner ideas to manage the inherent emotional risks of creative work?
Affording the MFA 