I’ve seen people talk about actors and artists that had a terrible time.
My own would be Anne Rice. She wrote Interview with the Vampire after her young daughter died of Leukemia. Then her husband suddenly died of a brain hemorrhage. I suspect her Christian, anti-fanfic phase was a result of mental illness and manipulation from the publishers, although I don’t think she ever apologized.
Right or wrong I am able to separate the art from the artist. From an early age whos conservative father would cancel every other actor for their liberal views I realized that politics is no lens to view an artist through.
And while I certainly can’t blame anyone for wanting nothing to do with J.K., the real shame to me is that she pretty much gave up her craft years ago.
More writing about wizards and less about what defines a women would probably be to everyones benefit.
You know she is actively writing a detective series, right? They seem to be pretty popular, too. I haven’t read them but an avid reader I know said they were okay to good. She is still at her craft!
Yeah but in JKR’s case her weird fashy miserableness is right there in the text
Where?
I’m a big fan of this when the artist isn’t currently engaged in harmful activity. I have no problem rereading the Harry Potter books I already paid for, but I can’t buy any of the new media when she is so actively using her resources in what I see as a negative manner.
This rule applies to me, based on my values. I’m not saying other people are bad for continuing to support the HP universe, just adding my two cents on the idea of death of the author.
Me too, but I’d still prefer not to have my money go to people actively spreading bigotry where possible, especially when those people believe it means you support them. Like, it’s one thing when the author is dead, or even when they’re only partly involved in creating a given work of art, but I’m done with Rowling and her work unless and until she either dies or comes around on her views. Not to mention that separating the art from the artist only goes up to a point. I was a big fan of David and Leigh Eddings’ books in my teenage years but when I found out how abusive they were to their foster children, I just could not separate that. No way. I have kids. The Eddings were put in jail for child abuse in the fucking 1970s when it was normal to beat your kids with a belt. I cannot separate that. Same as how I don’t want to read anything by Marion Zimmer Bradley.