I have a friend who’s a comedian and he asked me for advice about how best to use Twitter.
Here’s the email I sent him…
I have a friend who’s a comedian and he asked me for advice about how best to use Twitter.
Here’s the email I sent him…
“How is it possible for you to be so easily tricked by something so simple as a story? It all comes down to one core thing: emotional investment. The more emotionally invested you are in anything in your life, the less critical and the less objectively observant you become.”
“We can all do this. We get to choose what to be best at. But we have to be careful, because optimizing for one thing almost automatically means you can’t be good at other things.”
“Your brain values long-term benefits when they are in the future, but it values immediate gratification when it comes to the present moment.”
“I think what makes someone an artist is they make models of their inner life. They make something physically come into being that is inspired by their emotions, or their needs, or what they feel the audience needs.”
“How does this position relate to what you really want to be doing?”
“Silence the internal editor. In other words, don’t listen to any of your critical voices while you try to hit your goal; just keep writing.”
“Memories are reconstructions of the past based on our current understandings of the world. Memories change, little by little. They fluctuate. They are filtered.”
“What is the result of always wanting more, always wanting to maximize? It’s rushing, grabbing onto everything, never having enough, never being satisfied, never actually stopping to enjoy, not really appreciating each moment because I’m greedy for more great moments. Indulging in this greediness for more, this maximizing everything, doesn’t satisfy it. It just creates more wanting for more.”
“What you do affects who you are. That’s because personal projects are all about the future — they point us forward, guiding us along routes that might be short and jerky, or long and smooth. By tracing their route, we can map the most intimate of terrains: ourselves.”