Why I Hate ‘The War of Art’ by Steven Pressfield

I hate The War of Art by Steven Pressfield. The main idea presented in this book is that procrastination is harmful to our long-term success. I don’t think anyone can disagree with this statement, but the way the book is written is deeply, deeply flawed and insanely egotistical. The few useful insights it offers are not new ideas and are few and far between.

The War of Art has a lot of fans and had been recommended to me by several people. There are heavy religious themes in the book, and I’m not a religious person. I’m also not the kind of person who believes much in fate, destiny or pre-determined purpose – and a lot of the book’s ideas hinge on this outlook. If you’re more inclined to think about the universe this way, I can see how this book could appeal to you.

Pressfield suggests muses and angels are real beings that act through us. Robert McKee offers a more atheistic stance on this in the foreword, clearly anticipating that not everyone has these beliefs, and suggests that we should take these ideas as ‘poetic fire’ and think instead in terms of talent and creativity coming from the genetics we received from our ancestors. I’m not sure about that, either.

Unfortunately, I struggled to interpret what’s laid out in The War of Art in a metaphorical way, and because of this I found the ideas inaccessible and not very transferable to my own belief system.

But that’s not why I hate this book. Pressfield has some shocking claims that I believe are fundamentally false and potentially psychologically damaging.

We are made to feel divinely shamed

Pressfield is adamant that we have a creative duty to God and that divine forces act through us to create art. He writes:

‘You shame the angels who watch over you and you spite the Almighty, who created you and only you with your unique gift, for the sole purpose of nudging the human race one millimeter farther along its path back to God.’

Hmm, where do I start? First of all, we are not all special snowflakes. The sooner we can all get over this idea, the better we’ll be able to deal with reality. Thinking we’re special sets us up to believe special things are destined to happen to us – or that with enough hard work, we deserve something special to happen to us. This simply isn’t the case. Life doesn’t work like that. And if you think this way, you’re going to be disappointed.

If you have a desire to write, this does not necessarily mean you have been given a gift or purpose by God. I can’t think of any statement better equipped to paralyse a writer with shame other than to tell them they are spiting God by not writing. If you believe in God, this is not a healthy message. If you don’t believe in God, how useful is this statement at all?

The War of Art is full of contradictions, too. For example, in contradiction to the above statement, earlier in the book we’re told:

‘The amateur … overidentifies with his avocation, his artistic aspiration. He defines himself by it. He is a musician, a painter, a playwright. Resistance loves this. Resistance knows that the amateur composer will never write his symphony because he is overly invested in its success and overterrified of its failure. The amateur takes it so seriously it paralyzes him.’

Apparently it’s not serious business to have to fulfil your duty to God and humanity. It’s essential to be able to separate your sense of self from your writing – this is good advice – but what if the burden of pleasing God and bettering humanity rests on the success of your writing? How are you meant to deal with that?

We’re told it’s immoral to write for a living

I fundamentally reject the idea that it is unprofessional to write for a living. The very definition of a professional writer is that of someone who is able to support themselves through their vocation.

‘The professional, though he accepts money, does his work out of love […] Too much love can make him choke. […]To labor in the arts for any reason other than love is prostitution.’

Is it immoral to write for a living? How do we define and balance love and too much love when it comes to our motives for writing? Is it not possible to write authentically and be paid for our efforts? Are writers supposed to make a living by just passively waiting for money to come their way, if and when they deserve it?

I beg to differ. There’s nothing immoral about wanting to be adequately compensated for your writing. Writing is both art and work. It’s hard work. And the fruits of our labour serve a purpose: to entertain, to inform, to inspire. These things enrichen our culture – and are worth paying for. The starving artist is not inherently noble. And when you’re not worrying about whether or not you can put food on the table, clothe your children or pay your rent, I bet there’s more space for creativity in your thoughts.

We’re told creativity cures cancer

Above all, though, Pressfield’s dangerous, incorrect and horrifically judgemental thoughts on what resisting your creativity can do is simply beyond belief, and undermines any credibility he may ever had have:

‘Attention Deficit Disorder, Seasonable Affect [sic] Disorder, Social Anxiety Disorder. These aren’t diseases, they’re marketing ploys. Doctors didn’t discover them, copywriters did.’

‘If tomorrow morning by some stroke of magic every dazed and benighted soul woke up with the power to take the first step towards pursuing his or her dreams […] Domestic abuse would become extinct, as would addiction, obesity, migraine headaches, road rage and dandruff.’

I honestly can’t tell if that last one is a joke or not.

‘You know, Hitler wanted to be an artist […] Ever see one of his paintings? Neither have I. Resistance beat him. Call it overstatement but I’ll say it anyway: it was easier for Hitler to start World War II than it was for him to face a blank square of canvas.’

Just … what? Seriously? First of all, Hitler produced hundreds of paintings. He was not creatively blocked. But obviously the bigger issue here is that this is not the reason World War II started. How about the signing of the Treaty of Versailles after World War I that crippled Germany financially and shamed them into eventually electing a leader that fed them a sense of national pride? How about the failure of the League of Nations? How about the fact that clearly Hitler was an inhuman megalomaniac monster? C’mon, Pressfield, this is meant to be non-fiction.

And then there’s this:

‘Miraculously, cancers go into remission. People recover. Is it possible […] that the disease itself evolved as a consequence of actions taken (or not taken) in our lives? Could our unlived lives have exacted their vengeance upon us in the form of cancer? And if they did, can we cure ourselves, now, by living these lives out?’

All those millions we spend on cancer research are clearly going to waste … Suggesting that people who do not answer their creative urges bring cancer upon themselves is, quite frankly, disgusting.

The War of Art is badly written and presented

The War of Art is written in broken, fragmented thoughts. (And the ebook version I read was poorly laid out to the point I thought I had a defective copy.) We get a snippet of information a page at a time; ideas are stretched out thinly, repeated, seemingly in a disjointed and random order, jumping back and forth between themselves, and lacking in analysis. In Pressfield’s latest non-fiction book, Nobody Wants to Read Your Shit, we find out why.

‘I delivered to Shawn [Pressfield’s editor] a pile of pages. The pile was about the me-against-myself battle that’s fought inside the skull of any novelist […] Shawn said, “Lemme think about this.” Then he did what any terrific editor would do. He made that pile of pages into a story.’

In other words, Pressfield didn’t have the understanding to turn his own book into a coherent narrative. His editor took a multitude of short pages containing random thoughts on writing and procrastination, and ordered them into a semblance of logic. But to me, there wasn’t nearly enough cohesion.

However, there are some useful ideas

There are snippets of value buried in this book. As I’ve said before, none of these ideas are that new. Anyone who has read books and blogs on writing and creativity will have come across them, in one shape or another.

These ideas include that the more important the task is to us, the more we’re likely to procrastinate; the writer who waits until they are unafraid to write will never write anything; pace yourself, otherwise you’ll burn out.

Not exactly rocket science.

In short, this book is both absolutist and extremist. It doesn’t take into account the psychological nuances of the human brain, the demands and challenges of life outside of art, nor does it take into account a world in which our lives aren’t predetermined by a divine purpose.

This book might be inspiring to others, but it failed to inspire me. There’s wisdom in this book, if you dig for it with a critical mind, but you’d be much better off reading many of the other more considered guides on creativity and writing such as Monkeys with Typewriters by Scarlet Thomas, The Art of Writing Fiction by Andrew Cowan, The Kick-Ass Writer by Chuck Wendig, On Writing by Stephen King, and The Creative Habit by Twyla Tharp.

Have you read The War of Art by Steven Pressfield? What did you think of it? Let me know in the comments.

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By | 2017-09-05T15:30:24+00:00 August 3rd, 2016|Book Reviews|13 Comments

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Sophie Playle of Liminal Pages is a professional fiction editor. She worked at the largest publishing company in the world before gallivanting off to do a Creative Writing MA at Royal Holloway, University of London. She's an Advanced Professional Member of the Society for Editors and Proofreaders, and she trained with The Publishing Training Centre. Every now and then, she slips her laptop into her rucksack and works from a different country for a few weeks.


  1. Linda Hutchison October 17, 2016 at 9:37 pm - Reply

    Thank you for this honest appraisal of The War of Art. A writing friend I admire recommended it to me. I waited two months for it to arrive in my local library. I’m glad I didn’t buy it! I finished it in two nights and then threw it down in disgust. Not that it didn’t have some good points, as you said. But I knew most of them already! And was offended by his illogical, condescending, contradictory statements. For example, we can control all (including whether or not we have drama in our lives or cancer) but our creativity is up to the muses and gods. (Like you, I am not religious, so this concept has no appeal whatsoever!) Now I am trying to decide what, if anything, to say to my friend if she asks me what I thought. Thanks again!

    p.s. I have made my living as a professional writer for 40 years … and all is creative in some way.

    • Sophie Playle October 18, 2016 at 8:13 am - Reply

      Thanks, Linda. It’s good to know I’m not the only one who felt this way! It’s very difficult to know what to say to someone who recommended you the book, but perhaps just be honest and say it wasn’t your cup of tea. If they ask you why, maybe ask them if they found any of the ideas a bit difficult to swallow – you might be surprised at what people take with a large pinch of salt. I think it’s important to be respectful of other people’s beliefs, but I don’t think you can argue that the book ISN’T contradictory or presented in a very scattered way.

  2. Gina December 23, 2016 at 3:51 pm - Reply

    Eh – I have a few of his books on my shelf and until I read this I couldn’t put my finger on why they unsettled me. Because they are presented in snippets I have tended to browse them with a shallow read rather than seriously look at them. I always have this fairly unenthusiastic thought that maybe this isn’t actually the time to be reading them, but since so many people rave about Pressfield’s “War of Art” I SHOULD read them. Thoroughly. But maybe later, because right now it’s just not landing.

    I SHOULD know better than to give in to that sense of what I should do because others like it.

    Plus, as an entirely subjective aside I immediately get stuck on the title – I think we make writing (art) hard by saying it is hard, and we make it a war by saying it’s a war. We create that hard reality with our expectation that it be a hopeless struggle. And why should I hopelessly struggle? So I lose the war with art by letting myself absorb the negativity in the title alone.

    • Sophie Playle December 23, 2016 at 5:45 pm - Reply

      That is such an interesting observation, Gina!

  3. Robert September 26, 2017 at 12:09 am - Reply

    Totally agree. Found this book to be utter tripe. It was mandatory reading for a group I’m in with other fulltime entertainers and artists. Oddly, they all sing praises for the book, but like you so much about this just aggravated me. Wishy washy nonsense for the most part. I applaud your eloquent and honest review. You’ll have made your angels happy

    • Sophie Playle September 26, 2017 at 10:43 am - Reply

      Haha, thank you, Robert!

  4. Alex October 25, 2017 at 3:45 am - Reply

    This was a great post to read.

    I read the War of Art several years ago. While I did find parts of it useful, it left me with a bad feeling. There was something about it that felt wrong. Upon reading your post, I’m realizing that it’s the condescending language and contradictions. I’m pretty open minded to the idea of angels and muses, however the way in which he brings shame into the discussion does not float my boat at all.

    Also, going along with what Gina wrote above, why does art need to be a war? Is it sometimes hard? Sure. Does it sometimes require getting past resistance? Definitely. But Pressfield portrays it as a torturous struggle that just needs to be surpassed in order to get the reward. And then he also says not to take art to seriously? So confusing.

    • Sophie Playle October 25, 2017 at 10:41 am - Reply

      Exactly! Thanks, Alex.

  5. Sean McClean August 9, 2018 at 10:38 am - Reply

    page 47:

    “The fundamentalist is consumed with
    Satan, whom he loves as he loves death. Is it coincidence that
    the suicide bombers of the World Trade Center frequented
    strip clubs during their training, or that they conceived of their
    reward as a squadron of virgin brides and the license to ravish
    them in the fleshpots of heaven?”

    When I read this, I immediately thought: “Are you kidding me?” Like we don’t
    know by now who did 911? So I looked up Pressfield’s ethnicity. Bingo.

  6. Mrs.Chong Won Kwak December 6, 2018 at 3:56 am - Reply

    I did not read Steven Pressfields books, but from reading his websites and his beliefs and advice giving, they are wrong and just telling of suffering as normal life to achieve. Just sounds like his ways of hurting people and forcing his own ways to others and just making money. And guiding wrong ways to others, to better himself.

  7. The Devil's Advocate December 9, 2018 at 5:15 am - Reply

    Some people make art for fun and find peace, some do it because they are tortured by a vision that forever sits just beyond their reach. This book is for the latter. It’s to remind them that they’re not alone and encourages them to continue.

    Religious or not, people suffer spiritually far more than physically. You’re correct in identifying the “insanely egotistical” nature of this.

    The attention you draw to the false claims he makes in the book is seriously note worthy. Bold lies. Not very respectable there Steven… But Sophie my dear, the irony at which YOU hate and shame! Even your “Useful Ideas” sections, every second sentence is shaming! – Mr.Pressfield is trying to inspire, you’re ego is on proud display.

    Prove my point and “hate” me or take a hint, delete this comment and go edit your bio.

    • Sophie Playle December 10, 2018 at 9:02 am - Reply

      There’s a difference between shaming people and calling out someone for shaming people. I feel I’m doing the latter. And I’m not sure what you mean about needing to edit by bio.

  8. Aline May 10, 2019 at 12:32 pm - Reply

    It’s an old post but I’m glad I found it. This book was recommanded to me by an author I admire, but it was infuriating to read. I’m glad you put all this into words.

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