Further Frustrations for the Working Day
Posted 2 July 2008 in Writing
Listening to Rodrigo’s Concierto de Aranjuez is blocking the noise of the gravel shovelling and calming me down.
My cup of coffee is hyping me up.
As a result, my brain is vibrating helplessly between the two states, which doesn’t aid the construction of lucid, elegant prose.
The process is something like this:
CALM: What a soothing piece of music. Ah! I remember! I need that section from chapter two to make this argument flow more smoothly . . .
HYPED: No! That’s ridiculous. Hey! Hey! Hey! No, pay attention! Hey! Hey! D’you know what would be fun? If we played tennis! That would be fun, wouldn’t it? Wouldn’t it? Ooh, shiny thing. No, wait—it’s not that shiny. But that’s shiny! That’s really shiny. Wait, was that a noise? Was there a noise behind me? Was it a spider? I bet it was a spider. Hey! Hey! No, pay attention! Hey! Want to play tennis?
It’s like having a toddler in your head.
I’m sure I used to be productive. I’m fairly sure, in addition, that that period of productivity was only last week.
I wish I could remember how I did that.
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