Humor, Fear, & Creativity

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Hans Toma, Kinderreigen

At my day job, I had to endure attend a week of project management training. The trainer asked for input from everyone for group rules for the session. One man in the back spoke up, “I think it’s important to make it a rule that there be no undue frivolity.”

No one objected–or even commented on this. But later I thought about his comment, and the more I thought the more I disliked it. First off, the adjective. It is a subjective term. My definition of “undue” might be vastly different from yours. As a result, people won’t say anything because they’re afraid of being judged.

In my experience, if someone in a meeting was being silly or making too many jokes, the project lead would laugh along with them, then rein the humor in with something like “That was funny, but let’s get back to the discussion.” Making it a rule at the start that there be no “undue” humor draws the line before anyone’s made a joke. It shuts down all humor as “undue” because different people have different definitions of excess.

I’m not advocating for every meeting to be a laugh fest, but I do feel it is important that people not feel constrained to be Serious At All Times. Not if you’re in a situation where you are called upon to employ lateral thinking. In a word, not if you’re in a situation where you have to be creative.

John Cleese gave a speech on being creative.  He said that creativity requires the ability to play. People have two modes: closed and open. You can’t be creative in the closed mode. You have to be open to the new ideas.

Cleese shared five conditions that help you get into the open mode:

  • Space: A place to get away from the world around you.
  • Time: The ability to be in that space for long enough to open up.
  • Time: Taking the time to ponder instead of accepting the first answer that comes to you.
  • Confidence: You need to be unafraid to make a mistake. “The essence of playfulness is the freedom to do anything.”
  • Humor: This gets us from the closed mode to the open mode quicker than anything else.

Don’t be afraid of being silly. Don’t be afraid to laugh. You were a child once. You can get that mindset back, so long as you’re not afraid to play.

Eat, Pray, Love… and Keep Going

Never give up, Never Surrender. –Galaxy Quest

I’m trying to untangle a particularly convoluted plot point. Each time I think I’ve got it straightened out, it curls up around another plot point and clings like a strip of Velcro meeting its favorite dust bunny.

This is depressing, so I thought I’d listen to something positive to re-motivate myself.  Elizabeth Gilbert (the author of Eat, Pray, Love) gave a TED talk on being successful, being a failure, and continuing to write regardless.

How do you deal with discouragement? I’m fond of the “give-in-and-eat-chocolate” approach, but it wouldn’t help me get this chapter thrashed out. Maybe I’ll try it afterward.

Any other suggestions?

Merry Christmas to all

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Worship of the Shepherds, by Bronzio. Public Domain.

AND it came to pass, that in those days there went out a decree from Caesar Augustus, that the whole world should be enrolled. This enrolling was first made by Cyrinus, the governor of Syria. And all went to be enrolled, every one into his own city. And Joseph also went up from Galilee, out of the city of Nazareth into Judea, to the city of David, which is called Bethlehem: because he was of the house and family of David, To be enrolled with Mary his espoused wife, who was with child. And it came to pass, that when they were there, her days were accomplished, that she should be delivered. And she brought forth her firstborn son, and wrapped him up in swaddling clothes, and laid him in a manger; because there was no room for them in the inn.

And there were in the same country shepherds watching, and keeping the night watches over their flock. And behold an angel of the Lord stood by them, and the brightness of God shone round about them; and they feared with a great fear. And the angel said to them: Fear not; for, behold, I bring you good tidings of great joy, that shall be to all the people: For, this day, is born to you a Savior, who is Christ the Lord, in the city of David. And this shall be a sign unto you. You shall find the infant wrapped in swaddling clothes, and laid in a manger. And suddenly there was with the angel a multitude of the heavenly army, praising God, and saying:

Glory to God in the highest; and on earth peace to men of good will.

Luke 2:1-14

 

Going wide… it’s not just for waistlines any more

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Who needs breathing anyway? [Public domain], via Wikimedia Commons

I had The English Lieutenant’s Lady in Kindle Unlimited on Amazon, but now I’m putting my story out on other channels. Kobo, iTunes, Barnes & Noble, Overdrive. It’s available all over the place.

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I’m plugging away with my latest manuscript, the one that hit me over the head on November 1st. I’m in the middle of smoothing out the rough draft, and it feels like I’m not making any progress at all. But I’ve noticed that progress is sneaky. One day I’ll look up and notice that I’ve actually gotten through the worst of it.

This is not that day, alas. But one day soon, hopefully, I’ll be through this patch.

Enjoy the ride

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Note: this is a rather long Note To Self that I wrote. It occurred to me that there might be others out there also going through this, so I figured I might as well publish it.

US Navy 031205-N-2306S-002 Ensign Megan Barnett completes a diveIt seems to me this is the best way to approach this business of making things up and writing them down. You send your stories off into the world, and if you want to remain a reasonably sane human being, you get on with writing the next thing and don’t burden yourself with visions of dollar signs dancing in your head.

Someone bought the book? Terrific. Go on with the next story.

No one bought the book today? Whatever. On with the next story.

So my resolution for today is not to worry whether my books make a splash or bellyflop. On with the next story.

I was going to write a book for Nanowrimo this year. Set up my Nano page with the book’s cover and its title. Then promptly on November 1st, I got hit with a lightning bolt of a new idea. I had to write it. The goal for Nanowrimo is to write 50,000 words of a new novel in a month. I passed that in two weeks. That’s the problem with lightning bolts: they dazzle you so you cannot see any other stories.

Now I’m in the dull part of writing. I’ve got all the scenes down on the page, but I have to put them in order and make sure they flow one to another. This part of the process takes a lot of chocolate. Especially at this time of year, when all I want is to curl up and ignore the fact that it’s dark at 4:30 in the afternoon.

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How do you cope with this time of year? Chocolate? Chestnuts roasting on an open oven?