If you have no feelings, you don’t wince when you carve up people. You’re as cold as ice. You’re a surgeon. Your job is to cut people up. Sometimes you heal them and sometimes you kill them (even the best of doctors kill at least a dozen of their patients). A non-surgeon who started doing the things a surgeon did would be locked up and viewed as bad, but once you can prove that you’re a surgeon, a writer, then the previously taboo behavior becomes acceptable.
Writer is an all-access pass to life. You can do anything and go anywhere. You’re entitled by the quality of your work. Many of the things you blog would be unacceptable to say in polite company but because you’re a writer, you can share them with the world.
