Have An Interesting Title

Because most people will never read anything more than that. It’s a rule of the internet. Especially true if your post is shared on a social network.

We’ve actually enshrined this in a different context: “Fake it ’til you make it.” You don’t have to know what you’re doing or talking about. You just have to be convincing enough that others believe you.

What this does in practice, when we’re engaging in conversation, is it results in half-truths, wild speculation, and misinterpretation.

But, hey, facts are boring?


Hijacked Hobbies

Yeah, it’s kind of like that. Sort of. More or less.

A nagging doubt crept into my mind a few months ago and has been hounding me like a Beast of Baskerville. This gremlin of the mind has me questioning my recreational interests and wondering if they are just artifacts of some Ideal Me that I think I’d like to be, you know, someday. Probably.

These interests in Purgatory range from photography to writing, and from reading to personal fitness.

Often, I think I am just putting them off as a reaction against an Phantom Obligation: a feeling that I “should” be doing them. Somewhere in the confines of my skull, an Imagined Authority is pestering me to just get on with doing these things, nagging at me to be productive, and constantly questioning me about why I’ve not yet started. And in some other part of that grey matter, a rebellious little Id is screaming back, “NO. I don’t want to!”

Really, though, why put in that effort when there is, for example, the Whole Entire Internet full of things ready, tailor made, even, to consume time and distract the mind. Delivered not just to my front door, but past that ominous threshold and right to the cozy comfort of the couch.

What has me Doubly Doubting is that I’ve long dealt with flagging or non-existent motivation regarding certain things, while others I have no problem with. When I am employed, I go to work and do my job. When I am not, I often drag my feet looking for new work. I enjoyed attending classes when I was in college and would always arrive early for them. Homework, on the other hand, would often sit undone until only hours were left before it was due. While I may never read through an RPG book from cover to cover, I can and have organized travel and schedules for Gen Con for myself and friends.

I read somewhere recently that one should focus on their strengths in order to Find Fulfillment. Maybe I am ignoring that? Should I just accept how I am? I’ll admit that this doesn’t sit well when one of my core philosophies is that of self-improvement and growth. Part of the Problem with that is, for example, once I was able to plow through novels in a day or two. But now I struggle to start them. I am not happy with this change and would like to try to recover some of that old ability.

I suspect, in no small measure, that I am vastly overthinking all of this. That realization, however, does little to lift the boot attached to the wheels of my motivation.

I also will admit to a healthy dose of Analysis Paralysis related anxiety when I think about ALL THE THINGS I want to do, too. If I give attention to one thing, then everything else must sit idle. And when will I have time to do them all? And which should I start with? And how long will it take? And so on. Turtles. All the way down.

Maybe the Real Problem that I don’t want to face is that, like with writing, the solution lies in the action.*

*This last link is quite relevant. You should click on it.

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Whence Writing

“And if rain brings winds of change
let it rain on us forever.”
– VNV Nation, Solitary

This is sort of cheating because I originally posted this six years ago (Ouch.) to a now-unused Livejournal account. Frustratingly, very little has changed in that time. Frustrating because I figure that lack of progress is entirely my fault.

I am posting it again as a reminder to myself, as a lead-in to posting about related topics, and because I know other people can relate and maybe we can talk about it in the comments.

“You need more days of being absolutely convinced of your own brilliance.”
— my friend Annie (to me via Google Talk)

On occasion, I have these little aspirations (some larger than others) of writing for a living. Or at least perhaps writing on the side to supplement a primary source of income.

I spend so much time up in my head, it’s ridiculous. Even when I’m at work, the wheels of my imagination are spinning. I’ve taken to keeping a small notepad in my back pocket (everywhere I go, including work) just to jot down ideas when I have the chance. Right now it mostly has brief little snippets of dialogue that seem to spring into my mind randomly and unbidden.

On the rare occasions when I’ve attempted to sit down and write something generally original (as original as anything can be anymore), I just find myself presented with a gauntlet of doubts and self-imposed obstacles (this should be a familiar arrangement of mine to some of you). I hear that this sort of mental blockage is fairly common among even well-known authors but it remains daunting, regardless.

It occurs to me that perhaps dragging these fears and doubts out into the light might help me start to deal with them better. And so I will list them here.

1. Most (if not all) of the best work I’ve done in the past has been entirely derivative, using someone else’s world where I don’t have to come up with all of the setting details. This has helped me become a pretty good GM (not bragging – ask those who’ve played in my games) but I can’t think of much use for it elsewhere. The internet is proof that there are legions of fanfic writers. I’ve written both Dragonlance fanfic and Vampire: The Masquerade fanfic (before it was even called fanfic) and the lengths of the fic I’ve written for these settings brings me to my next point.

2. I don’t have much trouble coming up with ideas, but I am not terribly good at following through on them. A good majority of my stories are unfinished and/or incredibly brief (less than a page long).

3. I don’t get out much. That is to say, my knowledge of the world around me is generally and sorely limited to this city I’ve spent the last 15 years of my life in. And beyond that, I’ve been rather hermit-like in my social proclivities. I know little about life, about world events or the basic things that make society work. I don’t even know much about the world as it was during the periods I claim to have an interest in (medieval/renaissance eras). Authors I read bring up smells and sights and other physical sensations I’d never think of in a million years. They reference things that I’d never guess at, and it makes the story more real. I don’t know where they get this information and I don’t know where to begin looking.

4. When I sit down and try to think of things to write about, I’m uncertain of the quality of the things I try to create without using a pre-established setting. Yes, I can come up with ideas. But are they good ones? Would anyone want to read what I’ve come up with?

5. Patience. I’m easily distracted by quick-fix entertainment and my addiction to the internet. Same problem I had with attending to my studies with school (and still struggle with), so I know it can be overcome when it’s something I honestly care enough about. But for now it’s still there.

So there you have it. All my fears and doubts about writing laid bare.

And it’s still something I dream of doing someday.

This ties in to a larger theme in my life that I am planning to tackle in my next blog post. Suffice to say for now that figuring out how to deal with this is still clearly an on-going process for which I am lacking clear answers.

I know the usual advice is “just write”. Maybe it really is that simple and I’m mostly finding excuses. What say you, reader?

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Welp. Come On, Feet.

“It’s a dangerous business, Frodo, going out your door.” — The Lord of the Rings

Welcome. The adventure begins here.

 

This adventure, anyway. See, adventures are sort of like rivers and mountains and planets and stars. They all begin as part of some other journey. One process leads to the next. And so on. C’est la vie.

 

This blog is a process. Or it will be, I hope. One that leads to other processes.

 

So, what to expect?

 

Nothing. I will unquestionably fail to live up to one expectation or another.

 

That’s a load off, inn’it?

 

Okay, here’s what I think will be going on here. Maybe. Probably.

 

I’ve got a few categories of things I’d like to try to squeeze into this space, and most of them serve as some sort of impetus or method of accountability to myself to Get Things Done that I’ve been meaning to do for Quite Some Time. Others are just an excuse to ramble on about Stuff In My Head that likes to nag at me until I give it a voice outside of my skull in some fashion. Apologies in advance for inflicting this stuff on the wider world. (Not really. Okay, fine. Mea culpa. Caveat Emptor. Et cetera.)

 

“Sometimes when you fall, you fly.”

Category the First is my Lists. Fascinating, right? Wait, wait, don’t leave. I have a (very) small library’s worth of media that I’ve not yet consumed, that I keep telling myself that I’ll Get Around To Someday. I know I’m not the only one who does. I own dozens of books, movies, and games that are sitting around unloved. Poor things. I’ll give them some attention, then I’ll tell you about it, and then you can tell me what you think, too! Or not!

 

Category the Second is Observations. Here there be Navel Gazing, Armchair Philosophizing, and general Idle Thinkery. (That’s a word, now. I just added it to my word processor’s dictionary. It’s official.) I often find myself musing about, pondering, and contemplating Seemingly Insignificant Things and then I wonder if I’m the only one who thinks about these sorts of things. Am I? (Spoilers: Probably not.) Stay tuned!

 

“You also tilt when you should withdraw.”

Category the Third is Geekery. All sorts. I’ve got a curiosity for a Wide Variety of Things that I’ve never given myself time to indulge and I want to change that. This is to include (but not be limited to) cooking, craft work, mythology, history, technology, philosophy, photography, and psychology. Also not necessarily in alphabetical order.

 

“…what have the Romans ever done for us?”

Category the Fourth is Dialectic. There are a lot of subjects that I am Very Interested In but really don’t know much about. The previous category covers some of those (specifically, ones I want to really engage in). This will cover The Rest. I wish to Dispel My Ignorance about these things, start conversations about them, and hope you’ll help me do both. Herein lie such subjects as politics, science, religion, Interesting Things I’ve Read On The Internet, and Stuff I Heard In Podcasts.

 

“Roll the bones.”

Category the Fifth and Final (for now) is Hobbies. In fairness, some category three items are welcome to come hang out here when they’re ready but this is more for things that I have a better Passing Familiarity With. Currently, that qualification means this will mostly be limited to tabletop gaming and a few fandoms as we begin. Let’s help it grow up into a big, healthy Category, shall we?

 

Essentially, I’m treating this like an extension of college, only without the annoying people talking in the back of the classroom, long sprints across campus, or tuition hikes. Also, I’m the both teacher and the student. Guaranteed A!

 

I’ll be available after class to answer any questions. Dismissed!

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