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01/23/2006: "Oh, man"
I downloaded PBW's Way of the Cheetah from here, and I've been reading it and seeing how I can apply her tips to aid me in the search for more and better productivity. One of the things she said that I reacted to with immediate dismissal was the concept of having nothing distracting in the workspace. Which, of course, meant that that's the one thing I need to do. What? No TV?
I have a little TV on my desk. I love my little TV. Mostly, when I'm writing (really getting work done) I've got the Food Network or HGTV on, the volume low, and I don't even glance at it. It's noise, that's all. I've always said I concentrate better when there's something droning in the background.
But the truth is, I watch the TV a lot when I should be writing. It does, in fact, distract me. If I didn't have the TV there, I'd probably get more work done. But everything in me is rebelling at taking the TV away. Seriously, I'm pouty and anxious, and basically I don't wanna.
The problem is, I have a killer schedule ahead of me. At least 5 books this year, if not 6. So what's it to be? Another recipe from Paula Deen that calls for a pound of butter or getting a chapter done?
Okay, so I'm going to take a baby step - not removing the TV, but turning it off. From 11:00 to 3:00 pm. Off. Not even switching it to the instrumental music channel. OFF.
Eeek.