I must begin this review with a discussion of the narrator. I adore George Guidall's voice. I could listen to him in the midst of a tornado and feel calmed and reassured that all was well. Such is his gift of narration. While I don't mind speeding up most other narrators, I would normally consider it a form of sacrilege to speed up a book George Guidall was narrating, but by the end of this one, I was at 3x speed. That's how bad it became.
It started out well. To summarize the best points, which all occurred in the first part of the book:
The toughest part of any project is getting started, which is why discipline and a schedule are immensely helpful in the creative process. Just because the process is creative doesn't mean that it should be impulsive. Scheduled work is work that helps the process along.
Figure that there are going to be pressures, disappointments, and irritations (Pressfield calls all of the above resistance). Ignore and fight anything or anybody that keeps you from your work.
Consider failure a learning experience and proof that you are succeeding at getting something done, even if that something is failure, itself. Better to try than to be lazy.
Laziness is next to being dead. To be productive is to be alive and to be alive is to be productive.
While I don't agree with everything he says about the importance of being at work all the time (one can drive oneself crazy with that idea), I also agree with the author that one can drive oneself crazy by being too lazy or, at least, lackadaisical, in one's work. We all need to know that we've accomplished something, and there is something to be said for the idea that time is your life and how you spend it is how you spend your life, so you'd better spend it well.
All of the above said, this book is not worth the crude language and the mixed-up pseudo-religious ideas that muck it up. I don't know what religion the author really professes given that he stole ideas from the Illiad and the Odyssey, from humanism, from stoicism, from Indian mysticism, and from pantheism. I don't know what that combination amounts to, but I found it contridictory and irrelevant to the topic. He rambles on at length about the importance of dreams, the self, and the ego to no productive end, as far as I could tell.
What I was expecting was help in the fight against procrastination, and some of that was present in the first part of the book, but that wasn't worth what I endured during the rest of the book. It's really bad when George Guidall's voice can't save it. My advice? Save the money and/or the credit and write yourself a schedule for completing projects that are important to you and stick with it. There. Now you won't have to fight through this badly-written book, which should give you more time to work on your project.
Get to Work. A motivational bit of prose to help you tip toe around your own self sabotage.
Likely not, in that by the author's own admission he is primarily a writer of fiction and this work was more of a one off. The autobiographical nature of the book is what attracted me to it.
He has a very clean and crisp delivery; his mature voice was the perfect cast to share an artist's reflections on his own career in procrastination.
In the few weeks since I bought The War of Art, I am listening to it for the third time. There is truth, so much truth in this book. Like Victor Hugo in Les Misérables, Steven Pressfield is occasionally excessive and tangential, but I agree with 85% of what he has to say, and that 85% is insightful and inspirational in the extreme. Every writer who loves writing and wants to win through the fear and pain and finish something should read this book. Every artist of any kind, every human being who strives toward a worthy goal should read this book.George Guidall delivers a reading worthy of the material, and that's saying something. His expression is earthy, lively, perfect for this highly motivational book.
I like autumn night times. Curtains drawn. The dim lamp. Chaired with a book. Fireside hours. A warm peace.
This is basically some random thoughts by Pressfield. He makes some valid points and it was a decent listen. He describes his struggles with creating stories and the failures that entail with aspiring authors. This was my first Pressfield writing, and I enjoyed it. Not too long, but not too short either.
The book was total nonsense. I am surprised that George Guildall read it. If I am not sure about a book, that fact that he reads it influences me to get it. But, this book is a total waste of time and ridiculous.
I liked the start but the end got too religious for me. I wasn't expecting that. The theme as I took it is to get going and try each day. You will get better and succeed. Ignore the small things getting in your way and dedicate time. His discussion about the "professional" was the best part of the book. The end fell flat...
This book is short but filed with many nuggets that could get lost in the context. I have 3 plus decades in the business world and found this book a great resource to get my mind moving forward. I wish I could explain it but my suggestion is to listen to it, then listen to it again. You will not be sorry.
Pulls no punches
Takes the passion for doing one's art to the super bowl of life, that is, the reader is being coached as if playing like her life depended on it, which it does, and the author/reader bats it out of the park and into the heart...the heart of the artist!
Pretty intense with a very enunciating loud voice.
It made me listen.
I liked how there were references to "her" much of the time rather then "he", that was refreshing.
As a metaphor on the nature of the creative struggle I found it illuminating.
But it wanders off in to magical thinking and ideas such as suggesting the stifling of passions being the possible cause of cancer....
Well I don't think Steve Jobs stifled his passions and alas he is no longer with us.
This is likely the top audiobook I've ever listened to.
The performance was spectacular and the story/message was really direct and clever. I've listened 4 times already, and actually ordered multiple hard copies for others.
This is autobiographical, so it's just one character. He did a superb job. I'd be tempted to have him read my future book.
Fighting resistance every day!