Confessions of a Consumed Mind

I love it when this happens.  I am working on some ‘thing’ and it takes over my whole mind.  Nothing else matters, not food, not sleep.  There is only the THING.  And it is a good thing, a worthy thing.  It is one of those things that when I finish it, people will say, “wow” and comment on how much time it must have taken to finish it and how they wish they could do the same.

I have said those things myself, you know.  Thinking that some one is half-crazy / half-genius for the dedication they give to their own THING.

I know you want to know what the thing is, but I am not going to tell you.  Studies have shown that your brain gets the same sort of sense of accomplishment from talking about an idea as it does from executing the idea.
So as soon as you talk about it, much of the reward is gone.  Gone is the motivation to finish.

I’ll tell you all about it when I’m done.  Should be about three weeks from now…

(No, it has nothing to do with writing.) On a side note –  I’ve completely ditched the idea of ever writing a novel.  The idea of the traditional novel doesn’t really fit into our culture anymore.  I’m going to write a blog post about this someday – got the draft started…  oh no… I’ve just ruined now, haven’t I?  I’ve talked about it, now I’ll never do it.

Well, either way, it will have to wait…  gotta go work on the THING!