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Most of us have heard the notion of the tormented artist. We even fell for the myth that there was something romantic about this person's self-desctructive habits, that it made for better art. After all, how prolific can a happy person be?
We're led to believe that a bleeding heart stands out, yet it's also recognized that contented people consistently produce good, yes, even great, work.
This past Sunday, I was watching a series called Finding Sarah, a show that chronicles the Duchess of York's journey to uncover her self-worth after years of sabotage and being fodder for the tabloids. As you may know, Sarah Ferguson is a former member of British royalty whose scandals led her to face divorce and a slew of financial and personal problems.
In one episode, Sarah speaks to an editor at Simon and Schuster in attempt to get her writing career back on track. The editor wisely tells her that her children's stories and autobiography cannot stand on their own until she learns what it is she wants to convey to the world. Is she going to be positive and bring new things to the table, or forever be stuck paying a pyschological debt for past mistakes, all of which show in her writing?
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