The Inability of Conversation
Allow me to give you a brief glimpse into my morning: we’ll skip slightly ahead of my morning grooming routine, 2 hour commute into Atlanta (hey, walled fortresses are expensive inside the Perimeter) and subsequent intake of an unhealthy level of caffeine. Instead, let’s focus on what I do after my second cup…which is namely staring at my Google Reader for about an hour each day reading, absorbing, groking. Gazing into the void and seeing how the patterns organize themselves around events. Or at least playing at it. Sketching ideas, discussing ideas, ARGUING about ideas, feeling the unholy fire of creativity stir within me and excitedly running about with a host of new ideas in my skull.
You know what I’m NOT doing? Writing about them.
Professor Daddy O tells me it’s the tools I use. When you work on a computer all day the last thing you want to see is another computer. Suddenly play time gets confused with work time and the idea of putting a few hundred or few thousand words on a screen becomes a chore rather than a luxury. Other people site a lack of confidence, fear of technology, commitment issues and various other sources. All of these are excellent reasons people would not blog, and most likely account for a good chunk of the tragically abandoned sites out there. Yet I can tweet all day long, post comments on various sites and have no problem. Why for the writers block?
In short, it’s focus. I suffer from a common side effect of my job, being heavily inundated with media and information. My brain is heavily saturated with ideas from multitudes of sources, and like a good little sponge I suck it all up without regard for time or task. Time then gets cut into hourly “what the fuck are you doing we have to have 15 things done NOW” chunks. I’m also probably very lazy but that’s a story for another day.
The Point Is This…
I’ll be blogging more. If you follow @predictoblog cool, I’ll tweet there like I normally do. But there’s so many stories I gather throughout the day that HAVE to be said, and in more words than 140 characters allow. To that end, if anyone wants to give me a little online slap across the face when I lag, so much the better. Lifehacker has some great productivity posts that I’ve read and shall thankfully ignore. Reading about productivity is merely mental masturbation…I seek to actually do something, say something, WRITE something.
And so I shall.
EH out.
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