"I make money using my brains and lose money listening to my heart. But in the long run my books balance pretty well"
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Seredy frames her life like a ledger, then immediately admits she keeps two competing accounts: the pragmatic brain that earns, and the impulsive heart that spends. It is a line built on the clean click of opposites - make/lose, brains/heart - but the punch is in the last clause, where the moral math refuses to come out tragic. Her books "balance", not because she finally chooses reason over feeling, but because she’s learned to live with the leakiness of being human.
The intent feels less like self-help than self-defense: a writer explaining (to herself as much as to anyone) why she keeps taking decisions that look irrational on paper. "Listening to my heart" is not a Hallmark flourish here; it’s an admission of costly commitments - creative risks, principled stands, maybe love, maybe leaving security for art. The subtext is that the heart doesn’t just cause loss; it creates the very material a writer trades in. The brain can monetize craft and strategy, but the heart generates the stories worth telling and the life worth having.
Context matters: Seredy was an immigrant artist who built a career in an industry that rarely rewards pure sentiment. Her metaphor borrows the language of commerce, the world that measures value narrowly, only to smuggle in a broader definition of profit. The line works because it refuses the cliché choice between head and heart; it argues for a portfolio, not a doctrine. The “pretty well” is the final act of restraint - modest, wry, and quietly radical.
The intent feels less like self-help than self-defense: a writer explaining (to herself as much as to anyone) why she keeps taking decisions that look irrational on paper. "Listening to my heart" is not a Hallmark flourish here; it’s an admission of costly commitments - creative risks, principled stands, maybe love, maybe leaving security for art. The subtext is that the heart doesn’t just cause loss; it creates the very material a writer trades in. The brain can monetize craft and strategy, but the heart generates the stories worth telling and the life worth having.
Context matters: Seredy was an immigrant artist who built a career in an industry that rarely rewards pure sentiment. Her metaphor borrows the language of commerce, the world that measures value narrowly, only to smuggle in a broader definition of profit. The line works because it refuses the cliché choice between head and heart; it argues for a portfolio, not a doctrine. The “pretty well” is the final act of restraint - modest, wry, and quietly radical.
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| Topic | Money |
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