I didn’t make much significant progress toward writing “The Story” or “Novel 02” today. I’ve been sick for a while now, not just because of the spine pain, but the long-term effects of dealing with chronic pain. Added to that, I had to deal with some spicy food that wiped me out for the few days before I wrote this essay. I have didn’t these worries when I wrote “Novel 01” so when/if my health becomes better…
Spoilers?: Minor [systematic writing progress]
I’ll have to figure out ways to make the writing more natural.
Today in Zdiscord, I posted about tim rogers’s EarthBound essay, “the literature of the moment” a critique of mother 2. At 11,769 words, with an estimated 42+-minute reading time, it’s no leisurely read, however, the way rogers weaved his personal life through his experience of playing EarthBound is still inspirational even thinking about some of the lengthy passages. I honestly haven’t returned to it since I first read it. Up until about 6 months ago, my overall consideration of media was closer to experiencing something once and rarely returning. I found that if I had to let things soak too much, then I would rather not finish them, be they videogames or literature.
Now, my focus is finding my favorites to soak in.
The various Zdiscord channels represent aspects of my interests that I want to share with others. It’s labyrinthine but there are times when I want to write at length about vexillology, and as a topic I’m curious in exploring in more detail as I design the fictional universe that “The Story” takes place in, I figure Zdiscord has actually turned into the major hub for what I’m planning to do going forward. I may not update every channel frequently, but the idea is that if I do anything at all, I want to share it one of the channels there. I’m listening to the new Korpiklaani album. I have a channel to share music and concerts, since the two are somewhat tied together between #current-events [a locked channel] and the past. If/when we can return to attending concerts, like if/when my health returns to normal, then I may split up the channels, or if it’s too confusing for people, then I might make changes, too.
For now, though, I kind of enjoy the idea of many channels of thought.
I wrote a little bit about materialism today. Not enough for any serious essay about downsizing, but more my change in perspective as I approach my third year living in the apartment-mansion with most of my material possessions still being boxed up and physically inaccessible because of my current health and generally the boxes being stacked without much regard for future accessibility. This little meandry and others didn’t exactly help my write “The Story” or “Novel 02” but when I can clear out my mind of these backlogged ideas, it can help me focus on bigger fictional ambitions.
Today, after all, was my first ‘normal health day’ in days.
My spine did hurt as I approached the tail-end of the day, but it was nothing that wasn’t too unmanageable. I just went to sleep for about one hour to let my spine calm down. I may need to do that more in the future, even after that hypothetical/mythical spine fix happens, and I can return to work without using crutches or canes. I may still bring a cane with me along to work or concerts just for my own sake – the foldable one, so I can pack it up if I’m having a good spine day. This is, unfortunately, a life-long condition I will have to worry about whenever I plan to move any heavy box. This works out well enough within my plans, because I don’t see myself ever wanting or needing to carry anything overly heavy, and if I do, I can be careful and mindful of the process.
It’s not like my spine was injured due to being careless or mindless.
After I wrote that sentence, I looked over at the area where my spine injury happened over the month of April 2020. The spine pain was because I had no good ergonomic options from the forced work-from-home situation due to COVID. I did the best I could but my spine could not tolerate the conditions. I didn’t follow my instincts. I shouldn’t have kept working, but then, where would I be now? Would I have found myself in this timeline where although I experience daily chronic pain that prevents me from accessing many of the pleasures or ideals of American society, I can still operate within a mindset that allows me to be productive from a writing perspective.
I had planned for this to be a Minecraft map-build video.
That didn’t happen. Instead, I didn’t do much on the surface that was productive toward writing literature, but that doesn’t mean that moments and thoughts didn’t inspire me toward the writing process. There’s just a lot of debris to clear out of my mind, the apartment-mansion, and not to mention the aforementioned health issues. What I’m gaining, instead, is the ability to balance my life’s many interests that both help me write fiction and not along with my life’s many responsibilities: the vocational, avocational, and recreational balance that we all seek in life.
I wish to return to vocational aspirations.
I have no significant aspirations within my vocation other than doing well enough to maintain a decent lifestyle for long enough to have my avocation and recreation equal in time, and I feel that if I continue doing what I’m doing, eventually, I can get there. If I can figure out how to live cheaply, then I will need fewer income requirements. If I can ensure a decent insurance policy for myself, most likely independently, then I can be more of a freelance worker or even writer. Until then, I need to keep moving forward.
With that perspective, each day I write an essay is a productive day.
|Sources: The Story’s Imaginarium.|
|Inspirations: Writing about my life, however relevant it is to writing “The Story” or “Novel 02,” and there was a thought I remember reading in one of rogers’s writings where he said what he would do is write a sentence or two at a time, then return to whatever it was he was doing. I write more in blasts, but this way could be how I write in the future.|
|Related: Essays helping build “Novel 02.” This novel is formally called “A Story About Self-Confidence: Something About Anxiety,” and is a sequel to “Novel 01,” which is part of the Sammohini Arc of “The Story.”|
|Written On: 2021 February 09 [11pm to 11:27pm]|
|Last Edited: 2021 March 22 [Second draft; final draft for the Internet.] – First draft: “I didn’t make much progress at all toward writing “The Story” or “Novel 02” today. I’ve been sick for a while now, not just because of the spine pain, but the long-term effects of dealing with chronic pain. Added to that, I had to deal with some spicy food that wiped me out for the few days before I wrote this essay. I didn’t these worries when I wrote “Novel 01” so when/if my health becomes better…”|