Our Reading Lives

When Self-Help Books Aren’t Enough

Emma Allmann

Staff Writer

In addition to learning how to write creatively at the University of Wisconsin-Madison, Emma Allmann spends her time lugging books along with her on outdoor adventures. She uses hiking, running, cross-country skiing, and climbing as time to discover new and interesting things to write about. She has had a play produced at the Marcia Légère Student Play Festival and writes about the books she reads on her blog, I'm Right Here Because I'm Not All There. When she's not reading, writing, or adventuring she can be found making a list of good names for ice-cream. Twitter: @Emryal

This is a guest post from Emma Allmann. Emma spends most of her time writing, reading, and ice-cream eating. She talks about all the books she reads on her blog, https://emryal.wordpress.com/. Follow her on Twitter @Emryal.


I made some new friends recently, and upon being invited into their home I kicked off my shoes, grabbed a glass of wine, and made a beeline for their bookshelf. The first thing I noticed was the sheer number of self-help books. There was a small bookstore’s worth. One of my new friends stood nearby and said, “We figured if we got enough of them maybe one will start to work.” I was intrigued. There were multiple self-help books about working out, love, and success. I asked how they decided which one to use. They said they don’t, they just get overwhelmed when they fail to follow the instructions of one and find a brand new one. Ever since that night I have wondered why they chose self-help books instead of narratives.

I don’t want to disparage self-help books. I have utilized many an idea about how to improve my life after taking a stroll through the self-help aisle in bookstores. Though I can’t say I’ve ever subscribed fully to any particular self-help regimen (and I’ve certainly never confused myself by trying to subscribe to more than one). When I’m feeling uncertain about my career, friendships, or love life, I turn to stories by and about people who inspire me to do and be better. When I want to get motivated to workout, I read stories about people who have dedicated their entire lives to working out.

I get that the to-do lists that self-help books offer are appealing. Unfortunately, I’ve found that even with a to-do list in front of me, I’ve still got to decide to actually start making checks on it. When I turn to the narrative form for motivation and inspiration, I get to practice making the to-do list, checking it off, and maintaining that lifestyle, all while cozied up in my bed with a cup of tea. The next day when I’m confronted with having to take the first few steps of a run, or organizing my kitchen, or applying for a job, the feeling of fear and trepidation is still there, but I’ve already lived through it in a story the night before. I know it’s conquerable because I felt rejection, loss, and failure when the characters I read about did. We survived it together. Self-help books give us a to-do list, and if you find a to-do list that looks just right to you, I highly encourage you to buy the book and give it a go. However, before you check out, I recommend wandering through the fiction section, autobiographies, biographies, or histories, and look for a similar struggle, because those will give you the practice and courage you need to help yourself.