Article – JK Rowling’s success

This article is well thought-out and presented on the subject of hitting rock bottom and options thereafter.

https://qz.com/961875/how-jk-rowling-overcame-depression-and-rejection-to-end-up-selling-400-million-books/

I think it’s true that depending on personal circumstances, when you are placed in a position of having less, it can give you a focus in your work. But you do need to be able to  do more than merely exist.

It is possible to defy Mazlo’s hierarchy of needs. There are many examples around the world of people succeeding with creative zeal whilst living in extremely difficult circumstances. Determination, tenacity and talent all play a role, but mostly being true to yourself, having integrity, believing in the work you are producing.

Maybe JK is a one-off, a bit like Elvis, but that’s not to say that you shouldn’t write your story, in fact, you should. Write it and put it out there. Someone will read it.

I know many artists, writers, musicians who live with depression. Maybe it goes with the territory. Art, afterall, is a therapeutic thing, this I do believe.

Shut out the noise and focus, find a way.

This is all, of course, a note to myself.

 

 

Some Northern Soul in Ghost Town

Me ‘ome town is a ghost town. So many shop fronts boarded up. Large, major buildings cacooned in plastic, across its basin, where there is a  pool and outdoor screen. A surreal, almost futuristic experience when walking through.

The theatre is white, gold and shiny. The national media museum is still here despite threat of pulling funding. It has the best cinemas I’ve been in.

I seem to keep missing the demonstrations, celebrations, commemorations and parades that happen. But I’ve only been back six weeks.

So many of us left in droves in the 80’s and 90’s. The basin tipped and with the water we all tumbled out. In search of work, away from our dark satanic mills.

Now everything is sand-blasted and golden. The mills glisten in the sun – when it shines – Dubrovnik-esque.

And I go in search of the ghosts. Not even the ghosts are there.

Unlike its larger neighbour, my home town has a certain something. It’s indie,  rock,  art, film.  It’s earthy. There is soul. Yes and Northern Soul.

And so I venture in and back out. Slowly accepting its developments and new movements, meeting people, looking in to places. Ignoring the surface and digging deeper.

It is the world’s first UNESCO City of Film beating Los Angeles, Cannes and Venice to the title in 2009.

The National Media Museum is the most visited museum outside London.

It was once the centre of the industrial revolution in the UK and the birth place of the Labour party.

Do I dare to believe that it will revive itself. That’s up to us. Change, and the city will change with us. Only we can make it so.

A series of events are coming soon.

A story for the city is too.

My personal journey and that of the city are entwined. Future and past.

Still thinking about getting a record player…

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