At The Guardian, Al Kennedy writes about the myth of the suffering artist, and how misery should never be an aspiration for the budding artist, writer or plumber.
“Apart from anything else, I hate to see people being unhappy, and people being self-inflictedly unhappy is doubly sad. A writer being purposely unhappy when writing provides such a glorious and unpredictably rewarding path through life … well, that’s borderline criminal. If the budding writer just settled down and wrote, then he or she would become more and more who they are happy being, and might make things other people can like and feel happy about, too.”
