Here's your assignment, class. I'm actually doing this as a precursor to a possible workshop someday, so you can all be my calico-colored guinea pigs
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That's pretty much where I feel my creation story has stood for the past ten years. I'm waiting for it to have a chance to happen.
I had a pretty rich creation story before that, involving alien baby-swapping, handholding into independence, sexual ambiguity (but with no confusion), and power derived from song. It was probably written by Lloyd Biggle, Jr. I've forgotten most of it.
Maybe somebody could help me out by writing a creation myth leading up to, and predicting some further transformation beyond, my stupid habit of not doing most things I care about because they're subject to constant interruption. It began when my wife was injured and needed round-the-clock assistance with things like getting dressed, carrying things, and preparing bites of food. I very deliberately put anything else I cared about on hold, thinking it would be for a short time and I'd get right back to creating again in a couple months. Somehow I never stopped. Possibly involved in the "somehow"--I'm honestly not sure, because there's an awful lot that I simply don't remember--is the whole mess with my little sister (who came to help care for us) and Twinkie Boy (who pulled her away and then dumped her).
Actually, it would be easiervardissakheliJuly 10 2006, 18:09:58 UTC
to go away during the week, since my wife's working full-time now and I've got plenty of vacation to blow.
I'm sort of afraid I'd stay stuck in my dumb habit and waste the entire time. That's what's happened on weeks when she has been away at conferences and I thought I might get down to something I cared about doing. But a change of environment might be a better way to break the habit. Very good suggestion. Now to figure out when to try it!
Of course, probably for a lot of the same reasons as I'm stuck in this habit, I'd also be rather afraid to reveal the purpose of my trip. I'm afraid of dumping a burden of perceived blame on her, and I'm afraid of performance anxiety. In fact, performance anxiety just from my own pressure on myself is a significant risk. So I should choose some moderately distant destination of interest to myself and nobody else (so I don't get "helpful" suggestions about whom to take along), maybe some weird musical event, both as a cover for the real motivation and as a distraction for myself to make the trip feel like a success regardless of what I accomplish.
Now, if you happened to want to run a live trial workshop to develop the idea, that would be the perfect excuse to go away somewhere, not say much about what for beyond "helping Del out with a workshop idea," and feel absolutely no pressure from myself to produce! OTOH, transferring responsibility for the undertaking to you like that might not be the best way to start figuring out what I care about.
Re: Actually, it would be easierwylddeliriumJuly 10 2006, 18:24:37 UTC
I am currently reading a book about how to use creating one's own stories can help focus one towards better goals, better perceptions, etc. I consider myself a storyteller (in several senses of the word) and also see the very important worth in owning their own stories, being that self-aware, etc.
So it may happen. I may either do it as a weekend at my place (kind of like a BTW without tattoos) or at a pagan festival of somesort, or both. I need to think about it some more.
That's pretty much where I feel my creation story has stood for the past ten years. I'm waiting for it to have a chance to happen.
I had a pretty rich creation story before that, involving alien baby-swapping, handholding into independence, sexual ambiguity (but with no confusion), and power derived from song. It was probably written by Lloyd Biggle, Jr. I've forgotten most of it.
Maybe somebody could help me out by writing a creation myth leading up to, and predicting some further transformation beyond, my stupid habit of not doing most things I care about because they're subject to constant interruption. It began when my wife was injured and needed round-the-clock assistance with things like getting dressed, carrying things, and preparing bites of food. I very deliberately put anything else I cared about on hold, thinking it would be for a short time and I'd get right back to creating again in a couple months. Somehow I never stopped. Possibly involved in the "somehow"--I'm honestly not sure, because there's an awful lot that I simply don't remember--is the whole mess with my little sister (who came to help care for us) and Twinkie Boy (who pulled her away and then dumped her).
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I'm sort of afraid I'd stay stuck in my dumb habit and waste the entire time. That's what's happened on weeks when she has been away at conferences and I thought I might get down to something I cared about doing. But a change of environment might be a better way to break the habit. Very good suggestion. Now to figure out when to try it!
Of course, probably for a lot of the same reasons as I'm stuck in this habit, I'd also be rather afraid to reveal the purpose of my trip. I'm afraid of dumping a burden of perceived blame on her, and I'm afraid of performance anxiety. In fact, performance anxiety just from my own pressure on myself is a significant risk. So I should choose some moderately distant destination of interest to myself and nobody else (so I don't get "helpful" suggestions about whom to take along), maybe some weird musical event, both as a cover for the real motivation and as a distraction for myself to make the trip feel like a success regardless of what I accomplish.
Now, if you happened to want to run a live trial workshop to develop the idea, that would be the perfect excuse to go away somewhere, not say much about what for beyond "helping Del out with a workshop idea," and feel absolutely no pressure from myself to produce! OTOH, transferring responsibility for the undertaking to you like that might not be the best way to start figuring out what I care about.
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So it may happen. I may either do it as a weekend at my place (kind of like a BTW without tattoos) or at a pagan festival of somesort, or both. I need to think about it some more.
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