George Saunders: what writers do when they write (2017)
theguardian.com
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Way back in the dawn times, I wanted to be an artist. That never worked out, but the process that I learned, has informed my software development.
The best projects are the ones that I don't know how to do[0].
When I write software, it is highly iterative. The project I'm working on now, is like that. It has taken a long time, because none of us really knew, exactly, what it would be. It is now in the final stretch, and looks good. Damn good. It never would have gotten there, in a corporate environment. I would have been forced to ship garbage, months ago, and that would have (definitely) flamed out. It may, still, but we won't be wondering if it was because we took shortcuts.
I call my process "Paving the Bare Spots."[1] Works a charm, but bothers those with overly-exercised sphincters.
[0] https://littlegreenviper.com/miscellany/thats-not-what-ships...
[1] https://littlegreenviper.com/miscellany/the-road-most-travel...
1. https://www.goodreads.com/en/book/show/53487237-a-swim-in-a-...
As a student of spiritual work, it sounds like the author is pointing to an actual felt experience. It’s very much possible (and common among serious inner-work students) to dis-identify from our usual sense of self and instead feel a “presence” or a sense of “being”, where our body takes actions without us a experiencing ourselves as the “doer” of those actions. It’s as if the universe (or God for the religiously inclined) is acting through us and we are simply a field of awareness that happens to include the body and mind and our whole nervous system.
I really like his method of analyzing short stories, very practical, not too much -isms.
Here is a story that made me pick up the book after I heard it on the radio: My Flamboyant Grandson":
https://www.newyorker.com/magazine/2002/01/28/my-flamboyant-...
Reading this was inspirational.
Or take inspiration from the author’s epiphany mentioned in the first paragraph :
“I carried that image around for the next 20-odd years, too scared to try something that seemed so profound, and then finally, in 2012, noticing that I wasn’t getting any younger, not wanting to be the guy whose own gravestone would read “Afraid to Embark on Scary Artistic Project He Desperately Longed to Attempt”, decided to take a run at it, in exploratory fashion, no commitments.”