Ok, I'm Weird
November 25, 1998
5:34 a.m.
Ok, I'm weird. Alvin Youngblood Hart on the cd player this morning   I've never been one to need to succeed, you see. As far as I'm concerned, all I expect of myself is that I'm producing things. If I'm moving, and I'm active, and I'm getting things done, then I'm happy with myself. Linus Pauling was once asked how he got such good ideas, and he responded with something akin to "Proportionally, I don't get any more good ideas than anyone else, but I get so many ideas that some of them are bound to be good." This strikes a chord with me. Call it a case of over-confidence if you want, but I've come to the conclusion that if I manage to produce regularly, what comes out will eventually be good. And if nothing else, I'll out work other folks, and things will still get along just fine. This is just how I am. It's how I am in every facet of my life, too. Not just writing. I trust my process. I trust myself. When things are moving, I feel better, and when I feel better, things get done, and when things get done, I do well. Again, sorry if that sounds ... however it sounds. This past few days have been nothing if not confirmation of that. I've finished "The Distant Wail of an Infant Awakened." The site's up. A couple things at work have gotten done. I'm through a couple crits I needed to get behind me. Things are moving. I'm feeling good. Just in time, says I.  Daily Persistence is © Ron Collins |
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