8 Clicks from Nowhere Productions

Category: [27] Space & Silence

Silence, solitude, and finding the conditions that let your creative self breathe.

  • Stepped Inspiration

    I’ll be the first to admit that inspiration is not motivation, but one definitely can lead to the other.

    As I write these words I just got back from a long walk. I slipped on my winter shoes, I grabbed my headphones, locked the door behind me and stepped out into the still-snowy paths of a late-February morning. (Yeah, I’m also writing these a week or so ahead of when I post them!) 

    I went out looking for inspiration.

    I had sat down to write something before even deciding to go on a walk and I got stuck. My brain froze up. The Blankwraith crept into my head and froze up my thinker, fingers hovering over the keyboard in empty headed paralysis. 

    But then, simple as it sounds, within five minutes of stepping out the door something loosened up and the ideas started flowing. I’ll write in a future post about the importance of carrying a note-taking tool, but needless to say I opened mine, still within sight of my house, and started jotting.

    My walk lasted an hour. I did a loop around our local suburban neighborhood, trudging through the sloppy, icy sidewalks. And every couple of minutes I would pull out my notes and add another sentence or two to the stack. 

    I counted. I had jotted down thirty-two unique ideas.

    By the time I got home and walked in the door, my biggest concern wasn’t lack of ideas but lack of time to get them turned into little two hundred word essays.

    I went for a walk looking for inspiration and it turns out they were hanging out just down the street.

  • Undistraction Technology

    I’ve been pondering distraction quite a lot this past week. 

    I spent some reward points and redeemed myself a pair of those new wireless earphones from that fruit company we all love so much. They are the flagship model, too. The stupidly expensive ones for which I never would have paid real money.

    They have me thinking this morning about distraction and the value of being able to focus.

    There are big distractions, huge things that don’t even allow us the freedom of mind to sit down at a keyboard. And there are small distractions, the kind of thing where you are perched ready to work and… the phone rings… or someone decides to have a business meeting about budget allocations at the table three feet away from where you are trying to write paranormal creative science fiction.

    It’s tough to be choosy about your workspace, even when you seem to be in full control of it.

    I have been dabbling in the effectiveness of the noise cancellation features of my new headphones even this morning as I write this. Adding some soft music over the full-on quiet mode has allowed me to focus and pull out of the distractions of what could have been a derailing working environment in a noisier-than-usual cafe I frequent to write in.

    Distraction busted.

    This is not a product endorsement. There are multiple brands and styles of noise cancelling technology, and that might not even be your small distraction du jour, nor the path to a particular solution. But all this is to say that sometimes there is a tool to help you focus, and you don’t even realize it was a distraction until you suddenly have a bit of technology to remove it.

  • Incomplete Able

    No creative setup is ever really complete, is it? But it is possible to say that milestones have been reached in aiming for an unreachable completeness, no?

    Case-in-point: I received a new piece of music equipment in the mail on Wednesday and it (so-called) completed my composition setup.

    The piece in question is a mid-range multi-track looper pedal, and it fits into my plan of making ambient background music tracks for my audio production project. It joins a list of other equipment including a recorder, mics, a preamp, an effects pedal, a synth, and about a hundred feet of various cables to connect it all together.

    And so for now my setup… it is complete.

    I can do what I want to do. Make what I want to make. Create.

    Which really means…

    It is probably not complete, of course, and in a month or a year or at some other point in the future I’ll decide that there is a gap in what I am able to accomplish with this current-state setup that will suddenly and irreversibly become less complete than what it is today.

    But for a moment, completion for the incompletable seems just so. I relish it, but know that incompletion will drive me to something else equally interesting, too.