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Julia Cameron's Floor Samples.

There's a feature on Julia Cameron (author of The Artist's Way) and her new memoir, Floor Sample, in the dead-tree edition of the Star today. Unfortunately, it's not mirrored on their website, so let me instead point you to the same article (without the cuts that found its way into the Star version) at the LA Times:
...her own recovery inspired her "creative unblocking" seminars, before her 1992 bestseller "The Artist's Way: A Spiritual Path to Higher Creativity" sold more than 2 million copies, before the book spawned a movement, before strangers approached her in airports with home-recorded CDs, self-published poetry, handmade jewelry and the words, "You saved my life."

Back then, no one knew of Cameron's own struggles, the nervous breakdowns that got progressively worse and the traumatic episodes so severe she found herself talking to trees in a London park and darting naked down her driveway in Taos, N.M. No one knew of the conflicted personality behind "The Artist's Way," part bawdy truth-teller, part mystical, 12-stepping mentor.
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  1. Anonymous15/8/06 4:14 pm

    Welcome back!

    dead tree version?? great phrase.

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  2. Ted Mahsun15/8/06 4:26 pm

    Thanks and thanks! Hehe... I like the phrase too. I think I must've picked it up from a very supportive fan of ebooks somewhere on the internet.

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