I don’t know if anyone has found my blog by searching forÂ Gimpy George the recently disabled dude from Texas but it wouldn’t surprise me if someone did.
That reference comes fromÂ Good Vibrations- Breaking Bad While Breaking The Blog but if you are truly interested in George you might want to readÂ How To Use 5000 Pounds of Bananas To Terrorize Noisy Neighbors.
I don’t pepper my posts with links solely to help provide references to past writings but also because I hope that one or more of you will check out the past and that you’ll be so impressed you’ll want to stick around for the present.
And if you choose to stay to see what the future holds, well that is so much the better.
Did I mention I feel like I am back in the land of sleep deprivation?
I am not entirely sure if that is accurate because the fact is this transition I am going through scares the hell out of me.
Part of that fear is a good thing, helps to remind me I am alive and actively working on continuing to be so. It is good because I don’t want to be the guy who just exists, I want to live a life that is beyond description.
But the other side of that fear is a big fat energy suck. It is a whirlpool of nonsense that exhausts me and I have to fight extra hard to keep going.
Maybe that helps explain why I keep hearing that Chariots of Fire song in my head, because I am running one hell of a race.
Finding A Rhythm
I don’t know about you but I like trying to find a rhythm to work, move and live to. I like finding it because I always feel like I am more productive when I tap into it.
It is part of why I like working out on a heavy bag so much. When you start throwing combinations and dancing in a circle around it you have to find a rhythm or you end up exhausting yourself earlier than you expect to.
Maybe I should have been born a drummer.
My best writing always feels like there is a rhythm to it as it flows from my fingertips.
That reminds me, I have always wanted to shoot lightning from my fingers or rockets. Not sure that I have a preference there but if I had to pick it would be the one that didn’t cause any issues going through airport security.
That would be kind of a bitch now wouldn’t it.
You can empty your pockets of metal and take off your belt/shoes but you can’t take your fingers off.
Ok, some people can do that but I am willing to bet the overwhelming majority of us don’t want to lose a hand(s) so we can gain a prosthetic device.
I’d be willing to look into using some sort of exoskeleton or Iron Man type suit, but not at the expense of my hands.
And even if you did give me some of those things I’d still have to deal with the damn TSA.
Don’t get me wrong, I appreciate having people look out for our security but there are moments where getting groped in the name of safety is less than exciting.
How Do You Identify Your Best Posts?
Got David Lee Roth and the rest of Van Halen singing Hot For Teacher in my ear but they have yet to help me come up with an answer for how to identify my best posts.
Ask me why I need to know and I’ll tell you every writer needs to be able to identify their best work. But I wouldn’t limit it just your personal opinion because that might not include work you have done that is admired by theÂ masses.
Like how I used masses to describe the vast readership you and benefit from. Ok, it might not be masses now but there is no saying it won’t be accurate in the future.
And if I know anything about people it is that very few people like to eat in an empty restaurant, at least not for the first time.
We’re like Dr. Seuss’ Sneetches chasing after the chance to apply or remove stars on our bellies.
That is a conversation I have with my son on a semi-regular basis.
He doesn’t like chocolate and he wears a light jacket to school every day regardless of the weather.
That makes him stand out just enough for people to ask him about the jacket but they don’t hassle him about that as much as they do about his dislike of chocolate.
People can’t understand it and they quiz him about it. I know it is not an exaggeration because I have seen it happen.
So he always asks me what is wrong with people and why they should care about whether he likes chocolate or not.
My response is always some variation of the Sneetches story and how many people are afraid to be unique and or different.
It makes them uncomfortable.
That doesn’t answer the question of how to identify our best post does it.
Writing For The Joy of Writing
This post you are reading is being written solely for the joy of writing and not because I have to. Blogging is not an obligation for me or at least I don’t see it that way.
The only obligation I feel now is the need to find full time employment again. That is a grind and a big part of what is helping to destroy what is left of the hair on my head.
I have had a lot of activity but have yet to close the deal on the stuff I am working on.
Makes me a bit crazy that these prospective employers don’t share my sense of urgency. Would make life a lot easier if I was their biggest priority but I haven’t been that lucky yet.
Since I have little control over that I find myself working 12 hours a day, M-F to find something.
I am very cognizant of how much time I have put in and when I am not doing something it is hard to relax because it makes me feel guilty.
This is a numbers game and the more doors you knock on the better your chances are.
Except there comes a time of diminishing returns, a moment where you start to wonder if you have pushed too hard and need to chill out so that you can become more productive.
I probably crossed that line a while back because that is what I do, I cross lines. You never know how far you’ll go if you don’t stretch.
What do you think?