Dance in the Full Moon

O, the Frailty of Memory

Tuesday, November 14, 2017

11.14

[I honestly can't with this right now. I've written about ten pages of ridiculously good scholarly work in three days and my brain is not in creative mode. Here is the last paragraph of my paper:]

Of course, no mental health specialist can sit old King Lear on a psychiatric couch to diagnose him properly. Any definition of Lear’s disorder is needfully pock-marked with caveats, but perhaps he could be diagnosed. And if Shakespeare’s keen eye saw in the seventeenth century what we now define in the twenty first, chalk one up to the bard.

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