1. Recommended for: Minimalists and/or Palahniuk fans, but you needn't be either to appreciate it, if you ask me.
2. The last time I highlighted a book as much as I did this one, it was Steven Pressfield's The War of Art, which I highlighted so heavily that my Kindle started crashing every time. Worth it; it's one of the books I'm just perpetually reading now, starting over again as soon as I finish.
3. YMMV, of course, but for me...
Okay so sometimes I find a writing book written by someone whose only other book is, like, 1,001 Recipes for Delicious Organic Ho-Made Hot Dogs and so I'm like, "Who cares what you think, Big Phone?" but then I read it and it's great. Other times I read it and then I don't even want to try their hot dog recipes.
And then sometimes I find a writing book written by someone whose name I recognize (at least) but then I read it and it's like, "I trusted you, baldy!" and if I've read and enjoyed their books, I wonder how that's possible, and if I haven't, I don't want to no mores.
I'm not a Minimalist, but I'm a longtime Palahniuk fan, and I've read his advice before, so I was super-duper bigstyle excited when I learned that this book was on the way. By this I mean, I'm not a millionaire either, but I bought the ebook and the hardcover on release day, I was so convinced that I'd enjoy it.
And I did, Okay, I really did. Because:
a) For various reasons, I don't have a support system as a writer, so it's always a flat-out relief to find a writing book that makes me feel like I'm having that sort of a conversation with someone; and
b) Because regardless of your style, genre etc., Chuck Palahniuk gives incredible advice: frank, solid, unpretentious, and with absolutely no agenda other than improving your work; and
c) He includes a number of genuinely interesting, original anecdotes, not just of his own, but also that he's collected here and there, over the years; and
d) He's confident without being arrogant.
That's--I was raised up to believe the ugliest thing you can do in your life is toot your own horn, like to the point where now I feel almost pathological revulsion whenever I encounter anyone who comes right out and takes credit for anything.
That is a real thing in my life, and yet, numerous times in this book, Palahniuk refers to his own work as a good example of this or that, recommends it for same, and yet, never once did I think Jesus Christ, dude, get your dick outta your heart. I just admired him for it.
And that's not because I'm a fan, okay, when Clive Barker insisted on calling his genre "fantastique" I was like "Come the fuck on, dude," and I idolize that guy.
All Palahniuk cares about is writing stories that people will enjoy reading, stories that will connect with them, be remembered. He doesn't care about the writer, or sales, or fame, or any of that. Not deep down. And he doesn't present that philosophy in a way that's discouraging to people who do care about all of it, nor scornful.
Just... here is what I think, and if you don't agree... you're the one who asked him, dingus. Asked him instead of the hot dogs person.
So.