Reading Too Much Into It

It’s my own stupid fault.

Stephen King’s 11.22.63 has been on my Kindle for months now. I kept thinking, I’ll just finish that other book first and now we’re two-thirds of the way through January and I’ve got this near-900 page epic to tackle.

2013 marks the fourth year of what I called a ‘Decade of Reading’. I blogged about it when I first hit on the idea – to document everything I read over a ten year period – but have been lax in following it up. Don’t get me wrong, I’ve kept the list, just forgotten to do anything with it (if, indeed, there is anything to be done!).

But now I’m writing more, and late nights spent on words about cinemas in Copenhagen are not conducive to keeping up the reading habit. I’ve not yet failed in my quest to read at least a page of something every day, but there are many nights where it is not much more than a page.

So this year’s list does not look like growing very quickly, and I’ve promised myself not to buy any new books until I’ve read everything I’ve got outstanding.

Except … that doesn’t stop me downloading new reading material. And as I’ve expanded the sources from where I gain creative inspiration, so I have discovered digital books, guides and manifestos galore! All of them free, all of them ready to pour yet more ideas into a head-full of thoughts that I’m trying to simplify.

So far, I’m managing to keep the partition between my newfound work ethic and the ideas of others relatively intact (with the exception of a few leaks, as described in yesterday’s post). But I want to read these guides because I need to expand my knowledge and understanding of creativity.

Having found the time to write frequently, now I feel the need to find more time to read yet more new things! As problems go, it’s not exactly life and death. It’s the product of an over-active mind at best; a desire to absorb new information.

Ironically, when I first envisaged the ‘Decade of Reading’, it was not born of some attempt at self-improvement. It was intended to reflect the simple act of reading itself and the pleasure contained therein. Maybe that can start to change now. Maybe it doesn’t have to be just another Fruitless side project, and can instead act as a measure of the progress I make in my creative ambitions.

As long as I can tame the impatient side of my brain, that is. As long as I accept that I can only consume things at a certain pace. I don’t need to know all the answers straight away. I can learn and grow, and use what I read to build that growth. I’ve tried to do things instantly in the past, and failed.

If I try to do the same thing again, it’ll be my own stupid fault.

Taking Things Seriously

Changing your life is hard.

Changing your life while keeping a lot of it the same as it was before is even harder.

In pinpointing what you can do differently – for example, simplifying certain aspects of every day to maximise the time spent being creative – you naturally seek inspiration from others who have trod a similar path and are willing to share their experiences.

Another change I’m trying to make is to engage with the creative ‘scene’ a lot more than I have before. Engage with people I trust, and from whom I have started to draw some of that inspiration. Part of the increased engagement is simply a natural result of feeling happier about the work I’m doing.

It’s not a process I’m going to complete overnight.

There are plenty of people out there offering advice on creativity and lifestyle whose work I am reading, but with whom I have yet to make any sort of contact. A certain section of that reading is quite serious. There’s nothing wrong with that in of itself; of course there isn’t. And it’s not to say that its creators don’t have fun.

But it seems to come from a place of such zen-like contentment that it is a little scary. Among the lessons I take from it, I also take a feeling of resignation at not yet having worked out how I will find my audience and distribute the work I am currently producing.

I know it’s silly, but it is also somehow unavoidable. And I’ve noticed that it’s affecting the work. Rather than retaining a sense of fun and occasional flippancy, it feels as though my work needs to become serious if I am to be taken the same way.

So I’m going to keep reading and keep writing. The work remains the focus, but I’m still trying to get a handle on how my attitude is altering. I’m having a lot of fun getting the writing done – I just need to make sure that’s reflected in the words I commit to paper.

Keeping To The Point

I need to learn brevity.

That sentence was all I was going to say on the subject. An ironic, hopefully amusing post that kept to the point and sort-of-illustrated it perfectly.

But I had to keep writing. And that, precisely, is the problem.

Once, at school, we did an exercise in summarising. Highlight the most relevant points in a given article. The teacher expected us to find twenty or so. I picked out closer to fifty.

I never know when enough information becomes too much information. I talk with friends about ideas for creative projects, but rather than summarising the idea in one catchy sentence I explode in a torrent of stream-of-conscious thoughts and expect them to pick out salient points.

Any number of psychological observations could probably be extracted from that, but in a break from tradition I’m going to avoid trying to list them all.

I like information. I want to pass on information. If I’m seeking an opinion on an idea, it only seems right that I illuminate that idea as fully as possible. Or is that a way of trying to bully people into accepting it; some demonstration of ‘look how much thought I’ve put into this, so please indulge my unspoken desire for acceptance’?

Look, you see, I’ve started the list…

I don’t know if brevity can be learned, but I want to explore the topic further. Maybe, now that I seem to have a clearer idea of the creative direction I want to follow, it will start to occur more naturally. Or maybe I just need to edit my thoughts more ruthlessly before expressing them.

Any tips, I’d love to hear them!

Sethisms

Before this week, I was only vaguely aware of Seth Godin and certainly didn’t know much about his philosophy. Then Milo McLaughlin declared that he was devoting a week to Mr. Godin and his ‘Sethisms’, and laid down this challenge.

It seemed rude not to accept, so I took myself off to Mr. Godin’s website and started reading. And I liked what I found – his style is distinctive and authoritative, and slightly scary in the way that all successful people are when they make it sound so easy.

I particularly liked a specific post regarding what it means to be “out on a limb”.

I can’t say the following was inspired by any one particular idea, it was just a feeling that built from the fact that Mr. Godin manages to communicate a set of ideas and ideals in so many different ways. I’ve tried to mimic the style a little, and hopefully it meets Milo’s brief. It might not be ridiculous, but it does include a bit of wordplay I’m rather pleased with...

Metaphorically Speaking

In art, as in life, there is endless capacity for metaphors that describe the same thing. Endless capacity to present one piece of advice so it appeals to as many people as possible. If you’re lucky, you’ve found the metaphor that communicates to you.  If you’re really lucky, you can experiment and work out your own metaphor.

Be the wily velociraptor from Jurassic Park.

Be the relentless rolling stone from Raiders of the Lost Ark.

In short, be the metaphor that is most simile to the way you create. Then write it down and pass it on.

The Non-Review Of 2012

At the dawn of a new year, the creative world is possessed by an almost cultish fascination with reviewing the 12 months just ended. This is understandable because when you are accountable only to yourself, nobody offers the opportunity to appraise your performance or set goals for the immediate future.

For me, creatively, 2012 started so badly that ending the year still sane was an achievement in itself. There is nothing to review, and there is nothing to say about 2013. I have goals in mind, but things are ‘fluid’ at the moment and – as per my last post – I’m all about doing.

So I thought I’d ‘review’ in a different way. Thought I’d make a (roughly chronological) list of things I experienced or achieved for the first time in the last calendar year. Not all of them are successful; most of them don’t relate to creativity. But they all build a round picture, and act as a reminder that we often do more than we perhaps realise:

- Got back to basics and enjoyed a board games day; played Formula One, Ocean Trader and introduced my friends to the game Risk.

- Worked for a multi-national, foreign-owned company.

- Climbed York Minster.

- Was invited to a celebration event for the writing course I attended in the second half of 2011.

- Made up a poor excuse for not going and missed the celebration event due to low confidence.

- Received training on manual handling, COSHH, and environmental awareness (sadly, the latter not from Captain Planet).

- Went to see the Strictly Come Dancing live tour.

- Ate Chinese food served in half a pineapple.

- Hosted a barbecue in January.

- Suffered the ordeal of ordering glasses through Specsavers.

- Bought clothes based on the requirements of a television production company.

- Experienced a corporate evening out bowling.

- Had a photo done for the ‘staff’ section of the work website.

- Filmed and appeared on a television game show.

- Spent £30 on raffle tickets in one night and won nothing.

- Single-handedly looked after Chloe for five days.

- Deliberately purchased trainers for running.

- Spent several hundred pounds on a dog kennel … to go in the back of the car.

- Visited Cleethorpes.

- Left Cleethorpes after a Morrison’s salad box, half an hour’s walking, and an ice cream.

- Paid £8.50 to take Chloe into the Italian gardens at the Trentham Estate (not sure she appreciated it).

- Went to a full evening session of bingo and won £20.

- Spent a night in a Travelodge at work’s expense.

- Visited Gateshead.

- Bought an iPhone.

- Rode a Segway.

- Fell off a Segway.

- Had a member of the public record his phone conversation with me.

- Live tweeted during sex.

- Included a joke on this list.

- Ate Junior Mints and saw Jerry Seinfeld perform stand up.

- Celebrated four years in a relationship.

- Watched the first three Die Hard films.

- Started writing ‘Lord of the Rings cricket’, eighteen months after originally coming up with the idea.

- Visited the Cotswolds.

- Won a plant as a prize for winning a quiz.

- Refused to watch myself on television.

- Participated in a Jubilee tea party.

- Won the board game version of Pointless.

- Spent a month with a cough.

- Visited Ireland/Dublin, saw an 800-year-old book, and witnessed Bloomsday.

- Flew with Ryanair.

- Drove a courtesy car.

- Bought a box of 100 packets of football stickers.

- Had breakfast at Blakehall Fisheries near Cheadle.

- Visited the BBA (British Board of Agrement) in Watford.

- Nearly suffered whiplash from a taxi driver braking suddenly just to ogle a woman while saying, “Look at those!”

- Visited Swallow Falls in North Wales.

- Started Christmas shopping in August.

- Envied the atmosphere at an Olympic Judo event.

- Celebrated one year of owning a dog.

- Returned home to find a leather sofa chewed up by our dog.

- Learnt how to perform U-value calculations and got a certificate declaring me to be competent.

- Bought a proper rucksack, with chest and abdomen straps and everything.

- Drank an Italian soda.

- Ate a seven-course meal.

- Discovered that Belgian waffles are an excellent dessert.

- Ran six miles in one go (and in about an hour).

- Expressed interest in running a half marathon.

- Visited Tebay services on the M6.

- Spent a week in the Scottish Highlands and saw Loch Ness.

- Climbed, and stood at the summit of, Ben Nevis.

- Had an existential crisis on the side of a mountain.

- Listened to a German man sing the Italian national anthem in German; worked with a Spaniard.

- Wrote a haiku.

- Dreamt that I let a man plummet to his death in a broken lift.

- Dreamt that a woman tried to kill me with a felt tip pen.

- Sampled the ‘hottest curry in the world’ (Satan’s Ashes).

- Attended a race night (and took part ‘ownership’ of a horse called ‘Fear of Loss’).

- Purchased dedicated running gear and a book called ‘How To Run Faster’.

- Suffered a bleeding nipple and bought Vaseline to combat it.

- Bought a rolling pin.

- Had a tweet retweeted by two people!

- Cooked a full roast dinner, toad in the hole, rump steak, and a savoury pie (though not all on the same day).

- Visited Cardiff and the Doctor Who Experience.

- Squealed like a girl when Felix Baumgartner jumped ‘from the edge of space’.

- Conceived the idea for a digital magazine called ‘On The Eighth Day’.

- Attended a dog agility class (with a dog).

- Compiled a photobook.

- Used all seven of my tiles in one go during a game of Scrabble.

- Visited Denmark/Copenhagen, and a Danish Lego store; spent £16 on a starter, and visited a continental indie cinema.

- Got asked to take a photo by two different people on the same day.

- Had serious inspiration for a proper actual book that even I might be able to write and finish.

- Wore the Studio Ghibli t-shirt I bought in Japan four years ago, because it finally fitted comfortably.

- Got ‘star letter’ in ‘Dogs Today’ magazine.

- Wrote 5000 words in less than a week, and completed a draft of a 12,000 word document (a guide to creative lessons we can learn from football).

- Bought a book to learn HTML coding.