OT, and possibly unpopular here, but this really gets on my nerves: > In Paul Graham’s essay on, How to Do what You Love* he warns us about the prestige trap: (...) you have to like the actual work of novel-writing if you’re going to be good at it; you have to like making up elaborate lies* PG's contempt for anything literary pervades in many of his essays, which may reveal some kind of unhealthy obsession, esp. for…
That made me think of the start of a recent talk by Charlie Stross (the excellent SF author and HN user cstross): "Good morning. I'm Charlie Stross, and I tell lies for money." https://www.antipope.org/charlie/blog-static/2019/12/artific...
Accelerando is a wild ride.