One of my the things I’ve been weighing as I work on my book is how ‘self-help’ it is, or should be. Is it possible to inspire without tipping into woolly thinking? Can we love life yet acknowledge its problems and challenges? Barbara Ehrenreich, in her excellent book Bright-Sided, argues we can:
Vigilant realism does not foreclose the pursuit of happiness; in fact, it makes it possible. How can we expect to improve our situation without addressing the actual circumstances we find ourselves in?