The following is part of a novel I’ve been tinkering with for over twenty years called ‘The Bear Pit’, a book that deals with the subject of obsession and the darkness that often drives it. I’ve been lucky enough to meet many talented people, watch how their lives evolved, sometimes positively, often less so. It seemed that to be gifted - like Achilles - to be a flaw, a curse, because, for most, they could see that gift was squandered, burnt up by worthless distractions and obsessions, and it was only when it was too late did they sense what had slipped through their fingers.
Fiction: Hunters
Fiction: Hunters
Fiction: Hunters
The following is part of a novel I’ve been tinkering with for over twenty years called ‘The Bear Pit’, a book that deals with the subject of obsession and the darkness that often drives it. I’ve been lucky enough to meet many talented people, watch how their lives evolved, sometimes positively, often less so. It seemed that to be gifted - like Achilles - to be a flaw, a curse, because, for most, they could see that gift was squandered, burnt up by worthless distractions and obsessions, and it was only when it was too late did they sense what had slipped through their fingers.