Do you post at the same time each week or when the light hits your computer at a certain angle?
Light includes both natural and unnatural lighting — a flashlight in the event of a power failure.
But the project manager in my brain is organizationally challenged. She tends to veer off schedule; her work screeches to a stop, and she is forced to make an illegal u-turn, losing time and papers in the process. I often find my to-do list in the refrigerator while foraging for food. Another cold case solved when I reach for the milk and find a list of expired tasks.
Since my project manager can’t think and blink at the same time, my doctor gave me a pharma crutch; a prescription for Concerta, which helps me stay on task, once I find the task, but doesn’t include directions for getting there.
Concerta is like eyeglasses for the brain, without the frames. It crystallizes your focus and gives you 20/20 thinksion. And like glasses, Concerta doesn’t make you smarter. It makes you appear smarter. So I’ve got one smart-looking brain.
Though the power of focus is an invaluable trait, in the wrong hands it can be Kryptonite for the brain, an intractable weakness known as super hyperfocus — when you become so obsessed with the shiny objects on your computer screen, you forget to eat or pee, which is great for the stomach, bad for the kidneys.
On most days the shiny objects on my computer screen lead to shiny objects online, and I forget why I turned on the computer in the first place … oh, to write a blog post, which illustrates my point.
I can’t stick to a schedule or a topic. My focus is as changeable as the Teutonic plate beneath L.A.; though an aftershock from one of my seismic mood shifts can last for weeks. That’s when I know it’s time for a digital detox. I unplug from the Internet and reconnect with mother earth who, lately, has been bitchier than I am.
During a digital detox, I flush my brain of “too much information” — tiny bits of data residue that drifts like flotsam in my mind — and engage in one cognitive activity at a time.
If I get an idea for blog post, I scribble it on a piece of paper, then later create a Word document, with said title of blog post, and put it away for another day.
Over time I realized that it’s useless to write a blog post when my head is clogged with “too much information;” I can’t shift my passion into gear because my thoughts are stuck in a rut.
It has always been my nature to seek information, a strength that quickly turns into a weakness when information gathering becomes obsessive. I’m an all or nothing type of gal. There is no middle ground — Just ground, a place for me to plant my feet until my mind clears, and I re-plug into the Internet and the process starts all over again.
Are you a moody blogger?