I keep my business/inspirational book reading light. Few make the grade, but, for me, these do:
- Hey Whipple Squeeze This by Luke Sullivan
- Perfect Pitch and Truth Lies and Advertising by Jon Steel
- Predatory Thinking by Dave Trott
- The Empty Raincoat by Charles Handy
- Eating The Big Fish by Adam Morgan
- Nudge by Thaler & Sunstein
- The Checklist Manifesto by Atul Gawande
It doesn’t add up to much after a lifetime of reading, does it?
Not a long list by any stretch of the imagination and what binds them together is creativity in all its forms. From straightforward “how to write” in Luke Sullivan’s beaut, through the art of pitching and planning by Jon Steel to behavioural economics in Thaler & Sunstein’s acknowledged game-changer.
But yesterday in two short hours I devoured Feck Perfuncction by James Victore. Another to add to that short list.
So, on that basis, the impact of this book can’t be underestimated in my personal universe.
To kick off with a criticism. It’s not an inspiring title, in fact it’s rubbish.
It reeks of cleverness and bad punnery, and he does have a penchant for a few slightly cringy chapter heads, but fear not. This is an instant classic.
So, I nearly judged the book by the cover. Thankfully it was recommended to me by a remarkable lady that I have been working with lately, Rebecca Shannon of Complement Coaching – the website’s under construction just now – so I persevered.
He’s an American designer by trade and a teacher (motivator) by nature.
What he manages in 70 one-page essays is to capture the nature of what it takes to rise from the ordinary in your own personal life and allow creativity to drive your own personal voice, actions, purpose and habits.
It gives you strategies for starting out tentatively to achieve dreams and aspirations and for overcoming fears.
It acknowledges that well known fact that creativity is inherent and driven out of children in order to conform and ‘succeed’ and it celebrates weirdness (yes, in a Dominic Cummings way) being unconventional and avoiding making your own judgement calls of your work.
It encourages risk-taking and non-conforming.
And as it wore on, page after page after page made me smile and nod appreciatively.
I found myself photographing pages and sending them to my entrepreneur daughter. I bribed my son (with vodka) to read it.
This. THIS… would have been my ‘career’ route map had I found it 30-odd years ago.
Instead it’s a bit of a rear-view mirror on my views on life in the creative industries, in fact in any industry where ‘creativity’ can be applied to success.
It’s lovely, it’s imperfect in places but, you know what?
Feck Perfunction.