My bull-headed dash through 501 essays has taught me to eschew listless energy. I’m focused on what directly or indirectly helps my mission of becoming a professional writer. When times are bad, escape into nuances that might push along the mission. When times are good, go full-bore! The more practice, the less insecurity I’ve felt over trivialities, enabling “this” to become a natural part of my life. Writing is as subconscious for me as eating breakfast.
Wrote something well? Drew something dandy? Recorded something rad? Programmed something perfect? Time to celebrate and call it a day with just that one? When will you work on the next one? Tomorrow, next week… never? Exercise is about continually stressing certain muscles to train them to improve. You can’t lift a weight once or row one stroke and expect results. Similarly, this is the 500th publication on Better Zombie. Only 500 reps? Time for 500 more!
My big goal is writing “The Story.” The flash-bang idea started in high school and just will not go away. I could do as many might: try, fail, and shelve the idea as a quaint notion. I can’t do that! I am only stopped by my writing ability, which I know cannot yet do justice to “The Story.” Here are 5 points I refined in my process while writing “Covered in Artificialities” that might help you!
“Yeah, and I can even cover it with artificial grass.”
Why did she tag along for this car buying adventure, again? Jim was often musing aloud as he drove the delivery truck: “If we go in 50/50, I’ll fix it up, we can sell it, split it 50/50, and we’ll get some quick cash.” It was boredom. Open mic was full tonight.
“Would we need to… mow it?”
The seller took the snide question in stride.
“Do you have 50 cents you could spare this afternoon?” “Yeah, sure… You hanging in there alright?” I gave him all my change, 8 cents, and one dollar more. “Thank you. Yeah, I am.” The man wearing a dirty hoodie in the dry heat walked off, looking disbelieved over money. Life in “The Story” isn’t easier than our own. John (left) had periods of teenage homelessness before being “adopted” into Trishna’s (right) life. Can we adopt everyone?
It never truly goes away. Despite your best intentions, and no matter how good life might appear on the outside, it’s hard to address that inner anguish that might creep in subtly as one bad day after another, with a crash bang relapse, or just randomly. How can we address that stress if we don’t express it? How can we express that stress if we don’t know we’re in it? When the pain goes away?
Perfection is the enemy of self-confidence. There is no more prominent a killer of people than their sense of having made an irreversible mistake. Businesses that fail to adapt, because they had once perfected a technique, will surely fail in the future. How do we prevent this? Part of it might be remembering that there is no perfect stick of gum, or perfect angle with which to affix that gum to a charming gum wall!
How much would you sacrifice to make your aspirations possible? How important is your comfort? As we grow older, there’s a growing sense of wanting more from life. For Trishna (right), she wants to go to college to fulfill her dreams and become independently successful, well, along with John (left), yet part of that means leaving her retiring service dog Pollyanna (center) and family at home. How might that answer be addressed in “The Story?”
How often do you consider self-correction as part of in your daily life? How often is positive yet critical self-analysis part of your weekly tasks? Once I’ve figured out how to do something, and feel comfortable doing it, I’ll try different approaches. Though I’ve experimented with different rowing forms in the past, this week is focused on one topic: sleep. Can I stick to a regular sleep schedule to decrease fatigue and increase rowing performance?
Growing up, I was most interested in observing the peripheries of things. I explored through the lens of an outsider many fictional videogame worlds to see their hidden nuances. I explored my own imagination to figure out myself and explored reality with equal lenses. I wonder, now that our innocent childhoods are replaced with real life, do we want to explore our realities fully? Do we want to see unedited monuments? What is objective truth?