My obsession with extremes can sometimes benefit me. Just as it is effortless to pick up a habit, I can just as easily drop it right after.
Take smoking, for instance: I haven’t touched a single cigarette the entire month of September and for all the weeks of October. I don’t necessarily feel nicotine withdrawal and instead, focus my efforts on swimming every day. Now that the pool has closed for winter, I’m still figuring out my next reprisal.
Another obsession would be writing. My schedule, and the current roster, stands at 17 articles:
Food For Thought
5 years with Uber: a data-driven analysis
How to Travel to North Korea
Hacking the Ivy League
Reversing the StayHomeSafe App
Solving Job Hiring
Opening A Restaurant at the Worst Possible Time: Part 5
Billions of Views
Fascination with Formula One
Plane Spotting 101
Black Soldier Flies and why they’re cool
Psychology of Among Us
Why Do All Tech Bros want to be farmers?
90 Days of Spring
Weekly Dose of Hobbes
If I’m stuck on a certain essay, I either traverse to another branch or switch trees entirely. This happens quite a lot, where I’m either jumping between common themes and elements or moving to another topic completely. I also did this when I studied film & tv + computer science. If I wasn’t producing enough output on a particular edit, I’d try and solve some bugs in my software. One also wouldn’t want to share two travel stories alongside each other.
Now, the only problem with these posts is that in some way or another, they’re all at different levels of progress. This can be surmised by the working titles and the lack of visibility on my blog. The factors affecting me producing quality content regularly can be distilled into three core reasons:
Time — I haven’t had a chance to work on the article enough to get it to a point where I’m not completely disappointed when I ship it.
Confidentiality — Self-explanatory. Applies to my consulting and hacking articles.
Research — The idea might be there and notes are fleshed out, but I haven’t tied everything up together. Or maybe my editor hasn’t had a chance to take a look.
I’ve realized all I really need, whether mentally or physically, is a distraction. And in that regard, writing works well.
Sharing my list of future write-ups serves to keep me accountable and I hope to keep at it and manage to publish everything before the end of the year.