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August 8, 2004
Hyperfocus Hours
Why has this blog gotten so much duller in the last few days? I mean, to have missed a post on Friday and came up with Saturday's post about poverty at the very last minute—I didn't even do my usual website review. It's because I've been flashing Will.
No, I don't mean opening a trench coat in front of him without a stitch of clothing on. What would be the point?
What I really mean has more to do with ADHD than overexposure. I've been working on a Macromedia Flash solution to Will's website (Click right now, and you'll see the existing site. I'll have the new, Flashed one up sometime soon.)
I love coming up with programming solutions and new design ideas, but this kind of work really taxes me. I hyperfocus, or enter a mode of concentration so intense that I have no idea how long I've been working, or, for that matter, what is happening in the world around me. Someone can be telling me something and I'll nod my head, hearing them but not absorbing them. If they continue, I'll shoo them away, without even realizing what I am doing.
Afterward, I feel tremendously let down, like I've been wasting an enormous amount of time. Although I may have accomplished a great deal, I've taken way too much time to do it.
At one point today, I had to pull myself away and work out. I hadn't mowed the lawn, washed the dog or my laundry. Will was most appreciative and supportive, of course. It was his site I was working on, and he considered the job I did entirely satisfactory.
Myself, I am not happy, because I spent about ten to twelve hours on Flash and I should have at least devoted some of my creative energy to writing—there area in which I have been most blessed.
And I do apologize if this topic seems tedious or self-effacing; but it is the act of my hand, and this is what I must set my letters to, this evening. It is my penance for sending my creativity elsewhere, twelve Hail Mary's and an Act of Contrition.
So if this post is dull, then it must be so. I have done my very least duty and my hand is still in the word at the end of the day.
Posted by Bastique at August 8, 2004 10:00 PM