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In a fun note on my last post, after finishing it, I promptly turned around and had no problem writing.
I guess I just needed a little warm up.
Why wouldn't I?
I warm up before I exercise, or before I play guitar. Why not before writing.
I really, should have seen that one coming.
Archive for 6/1/12
Wednesday, June 13, 2012 § 0
Recently I have found myself more and more interested in futurism.
What's futurism? Well, I'm sure you can go look up a really great definition on dictionary.com, but to me it is the philosophy of, discussion of, writing about and hypothesizing on where society is headed. Everything, from social interaction to architecture (facebook and floating cities), can be included in this topic. I read articles from an array of sources, physicists, economists, writers, marketing gurus, on where things can be, or might be headed.
Why?
I'm glad you asked. A couple years ago (more than a couple actually), when I pulled my head out of the idealistic, self-absorbed, cloud of youth, I realized things had changed. I got a cell phone, I connected to people through social media, I made music digitally. I realized that many of things that I had read about in sci-fi novels, or watched on episodes of Star Trek were beginning to happen in every day life.
We seemed so close to jet packs.
When I was in elementary school I wanted to be an archaeologist. By the time I was in middle school I no longer wanted to be one. I felt as though everything from the old world had been discovered.
I was looking backwards, not forwards.
Now I look forwards and see new products and technology, and I see the beginnings of next years discoveries. Over my lifetime, Moore's law has become so proven, that news cycles last in hours rather than days or weeks. A topic is only new until the next time we hit the refresh button.
I can be as guilty of this as anyone because I read news stories, and articles at all times of day. Sometimes, (like while I'm writing this) I get so burned out on new information my brain simply can't process anything for awhile. Luckily life has enough mundane tasks to keep me busy until my batteries are recharged and my senses are ready for the new hypermedia once again.
And sometimes, I become so focused on the future, that I forget to engage in the present. When imagining what we will someday be able to do, I forget about what I can do today.
Where I'm really trying to go with this, is so simple, I could have said it in a couple sentences. I can do research on writing projects for 8 hours, and be too tired to actually apply it to anything in my day. I can read about how to fix my car all day, until there is no daylight left to go out and actually fix it. It's like some strange sort of procrastination.
Which I am also, wonderful at.
What's futurism? Well, I'm sure you can go look up a really great definition on dictionary.com, but to me it is the philosophy of, discussion of, writing about and hypothesizing on where society is headed. Everything, from social interaction to architecture (facebook and floating cities), can be included in this topic. I read articles from an array of sources, physicists, economists, writers, marketing gurus, on where things can be, or might be headed.
Why?
I'm glad you asked. A couple years ago (more than a couple actually), when I pulled my head out of the idealistic, self-absorbed, cloud of youth, I realized things had changed. I got a cell phone, I connected to people through social media, I made music digitally. I realized that many of things that I had read about in sci-fi novels, or watched on episodes of Star Trek were beginning to happen in every day life.
We seemed so close to jet packs.
When I was in elementary school I wanted to be an archaeologist. By the time I was in middle school I no longer wanted to be one. I felt as though everything from the old world had been discovered.
I was looking backwards, not forwards.
Now I look forwards and see new products and technology, and I see the beginnings of next years discoveries. Over my lifetime, Moore's law has become so proven, that news cycles last in hours rather than days or weeks. A topic is only new until the next time we hit the refresh button.
I can be as guilty of this as anyone because I read news stories, and articles at all times of day. Sometimes, (like while I'm writing this) I get so burned out on new information my brain simply can't process anything for awhile. Luckily life has enough mundane tasks to keep me busy until my batteries are recharged and my senses are ready for the new hypermedia once again.
And sometimes, I become so focused on the future, that I forget to engage in the present. When imagining what we will someday be able to do, I forget about what I can do today.
Where I'm really trying to go with this, is so simple, I could have said it in a couple sentences. I can do research on writing projects for 8 hours, and be too tired to actually apply it to anything in my day. I can read about how to fix my car all day, until there is no daylight left to go out and actually fix it. It's like some strange sort of procrastination.
Which I am also, wonderful at.
Wednesday, June 6, 2012 § 0
It's been so long, but I finally have something to write about again.
Some writing to write about, actually. I should have started writing about it last week when I started the project, but all free time has been spent on it.
You know, when you first start out, like a new relationship, you can't wait to get home from work and spend time together. The hours or pages just fly by. You stay up all night together. You think about all things you can do together, and where it may eventually lead.
That's where I'm at right now. The good part, before the 'newness' wears off and you look for reasons not to come home. You would rather have a beer with the guys after work. Bob got a promotion and he wants us all to celebrate. I don't know. I don't work with a Bob.
So that's where I'm at, in the blissful infatuation phase, where the ideas keep coming, and even when I'm not writing pages, I'm working on character outlines and plotting further chapters.
Oh, young love.
Some writing to write about, actually. I should have started writing about it last week when I started the project, but all free time has been spent on it.
You know, when you first start out, like a new relationship, you can't wait to get home from work and spend time together. The hours or pages just fly by. You stay up all night together. You think about all things you can do together, and where it may eventually lead.
That's where I'm at right now. The good part, before the 'newness' wears off and you look for reasons not to come home. You would rather have a beer with the guys after work. Bob got a promotion and he wants us all to celebrate. I don't know. I don't work with a Bob.
So that's where I'm at, in the blissful infatuation phase, where the ideas keep coming, and even when I'm not writing pages, I'm working on character outlines and plotting further chapters.
Oh, young love.