Plan for Day 19 was pretty loose --
[Day 18 was an] attempt and fail at High Creative Mode.
Let's take another crack at it tomorrow. Same objectives?
The results were that I got up quite late, took a crack at it, but when it wasn't coming together I took some smaller guaranteed wins -- went to the gym, made phonecalls, did some general work that needed to be done. A fine if unspectacular day --
Awake: 5:20PM (or a little earlier) (10 hours)
I'll make another attempt at High Creative Mode today. I should also perhaps have some "acceptable distraction activities"?
*Write the GGW plan
--> After complete, can either
--Celebrate / relax a little
--Go to the gym
--Do a sales training thing
--> If I need a break,
Ok, food now.
6PM: Took vitamins, straightened up, ate slowly. Work now. Quick thought: it's kind of muggy/humid in the office. Should I go somewhere else? I'm distinctly getting the impression that it's going to be low percentage to stay here…
7:55PM: That was predictable. Spent time reading history, law, general internet surfing… some valuable, some not. What now?
1. Gym, or,
2. Take a crack at high creativity.
I think gym is the right call, because it's a guaranteed win. And good anyways. Ok, there it is. After the gym, food and blog, shower and clean up, then another crack at creativity.
8:05PM: On the way to the gym, had a great idea on some work. Setting an alarm so I won't spend more than 30 min. on it, and still have time to lift.
8:45PM: Did good work. The alarm trick worked -- I finished quickly and am now packing up to hit the gym in time.
9:55PM: Awesome workout for legs. Covered in sweat, exhausted, and happy. Eating again.
10:45PM: Nice food. Just reading, relaxing, making a couple phonecalls right now.
1:20AM: Some reading, some wasting time.
2:35AM: I'm in "zombie-effectiveness" mode where I'm tired, not thinking clearly, yet just grinding away and getting minor things done (answering email, downloading stuff, skimming briefings, etc). It's oddly enjoyable.
3:55AM: Reading and thinking, a little work.
"Abandon All Hope, Ye Who Enter Here." -- Inscription on the Gates of Hell, Dante Alighieri's "Inferno"
The worthy detour? I think I've got a formula for "High Creative Mode"... just it's not particularly consistently effective yet, and it's playing a pretty high stakes game. On Day Seventeen, I made my first crack at applying it, and had an incredible day. I wrote a 5000-word piece, that after editing and getting the ending right, I think could be amazingly fantastic. Just writing it was a joy.
Following from that, I was walking on air for the rest of the day.
In Day Eighteen, I attempted the same thing, and fell short. This was maddening, and the whole day was aggravating. I think I've got a rough formula for High Creative Mode, but it doesn't produce 100% results. And when it fails, it's pretty ugly, at least so far.
I kept detailed notes on both days, much more fleshed out than usual. There's more stream-of-consciousness. They're... honestly, a little weird. You can evaluate for yourself:
This story is one of the first really interesting and bizarre things that happened to me. It's a tale chock full of twists, crime, and deceit, guaranteed to satisfy even the most discriminating BtyB reader.
It takes place when I was a sophomore in high school, before I had any clue whatsoever regarding women. Despite my objective inexperience, I had managed to attract my first real girlfriend. I'll write the full story some day on how I met her... believe it or not, I won her over by memorizing more digits of pi than she memorized. Let's all pretend I didn't just admit that. Anyway, she was very attractive, super cool, and perhaps the most compatible girlfriend I've ever had. Now she is a fighter (like amateur UFC or something) and a stripper. Her name is Allison.
One of my good friends at the time was a fellow named Charles. There always seemed to be something a bit odd about him, but I wasn't sure what it was. Later I would learn that he had been sent to juvenile detention for attempting to stab his stepfather.