101 things about me

Tuesday, 4 September 2007

What I was saying, until I was rudely interrupted...

Sometimes, when I start writing, I know exactly what I am going to write. My hands seemingly twitch over the keyboard and words flood easily from my mind onto the page. There are days when there is no hesitation and the pages fill effortlessly.

Then there are days the words struggle to move from thought to paper (or keyboard). Where it just doesn't come together and the post is added to the other drafts waiting to be tweaked or relegated to the trash. It can be a hit and miss process.

And then there are the interruptions. At work, people come and question me (at the most inopportune moments) and my train of thought can be lost forever. When approached before work hours, when people come and ask me if it's OK to ask a question... I find this even more annoying. Of course, during work hours I can hardly complain, and yet in my mind I often curse and wish them all gone.

When I am at home, Mal, the cooking, the TV, a good book, sleep (and going to bed at a reasonable hour) and the telephone, can all disturb my train of thought. It is not that difficult to distract me.

More often than not, I can blame no-one but myself. As far as distractions ans interruptions are concerned, the worst culprit of all is me.

This morning when I sat down to write (and wrote the post called Press delete on negativity) I had something very specific to write about. I was going to write about being positive. The roots of such a post lay in an email that had landed in my inbox just this morning. Alas. Something interrupted my plans and I went down another path entirely. It seems the interruptions from outside influences are of little consequence when my mind manages to drift away all by itself.

I stand by this morning's post, but my true intentions were totally discarded and I still want to share the contents of this email.

It is a link that I suggest you visit. The Well of Positivity is a sponsored link by Mount Franklin. Every time you add a positive thought to the well, they donate $1 to the National Breast Cancer Foundation of Australia. It is a good cause. It is an easy thing to do. It only takes a moment... go on... give it a go!


Malcolm said...

I'm thinking that there is a distinct possibility that no one (else) will respond to this message!?
Please have a nice day... :)

Wanderer said...

I detest interruptions also, I have gotten to the point where I do not start things unless I am 100% in control of my time and others' demands on it.

Invariably, if I attempt to fit bits of a project in between my time and others' it either turns out wrong or takes twice as long as it should or both!

I think we get to a point in life where we know precisely what we want, what works for us and exactly how to go about getting things done. Pausing to explain or justify our methods and rationale to others becomes frustrating and very annoying.

Another gripe is being asked to do something for others and them insisting how it should be achieved. I loathe this practice, especially if it's within my area of expertise. I know what you want, I know how to accomplish it, just buzz off and let me do it!

one little acorn said...

Thanks for your comments...

Here here Wanderer... if someone asks you for help, because you are the best person for the job - they should butt-out thereafter and let you get on with it!