/lit/ - Literature

>>9002278
>>9002740
This ain't some fiction. Chess changed my life for the worse.

I started playing with 15 years and with playing I mean immersing into game. When I started making chess compositions myself I completely got out of touch with reality. The task of composing is to convert a complex idea onto the chess board. Everytime I'd try it my mind would leave this earth and wandern onto the 64 black and white fields for several hours without any interruption. And at the end there was either a chess position I'd be proud of like it were my first born child or a crushing emptiness. It's a psychotic obsession, a true creative suffering. Nabokov wrote about this, too.

Anyway, I digress. Chess changed my perception to some kind of synesthesia and that's no fun. Be aware.