β Scribed by A.M. Brooks
No coin nor oath required. For personal study only.
Why do creative people so frequently live apart from the world, even while coveting closer relationships? Why do they seem to struggle more with anxiety and depression? If creativity is the panacea to the dreariness of the human condition, if art a balm for the weary soul, why do those who devote themselves to their respective crafts often have the hardest time sustaining happiness? And more importantly, what can we do about it?
William R. Alger wrote this treatise on solitude as a curative study in human isolation and solitude, and blames increased frequency of social influences as the main source of personal dissatisfaction. The issues he identified over 150 years ago have exponentially multiplied in recent history. But the book goes further, and offers a remedy for creative unhappiness and isolation that is thorough and insightful. This argument can be summarized as follows:
First, that especially creative and intelligent people, who see the world differently, may have trouble communicating or expressing themselves and being understood, which leads to solitude and possibly loneliness or depression.Β
Second, that by openly sharing and discussing such feelings of isolation and loneliness, we can see that they are not personal defects, but common to creative individuals. This normalizes the experience of wrestling with our doubts and insecurities, which can reduce feelings of shame or powerlessness.This is a book about art, life and happiness - I've highlighted the most insightful passages, and while the book is dense, the beauty of the writing and historical trivia is worth the effort; this is a book to be absorbed slowly in quiet moments of peaceful reflection.
π SIMILAR VOLUMES
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Daniel Patience is a virtue right? Well, Iβve never claimed to be virtuous. My daughterβs kindergarten teacher has gotten under my skin. Sheβs smart, sexy and a little prone to seasickness. My daughter Lucy loves her and Iβm not far behind. Weβve promised each other weβd wait until the school year