So, possibly this past week I made the best $10 purchase of my life.
And no, I’m not talking about the bag of cherries I bought at the grocery store. Mmm. Breakfast.
Nope, talking about this: I purchased and downloaded a nifty little piece of software called Freedom. Basically the software will disable your Internet for however long the user indicates – up to 8 hours at a time – all with the goal of forcing yourself to focus.
Now, some people have more self-discipline than me. They don’t get distracted by ridiculously funny videos like this or this. They don’t get sucked into reading book reviews on amazon.com. They stand up to the lovable monster that is Facebook.
For the rest of us, there’s Internet-escape in the form of a simple download. And I’m telling you, this has been a productive week! I’ve become the Felix Unger of housework and The Pie of racing through errands. (Vague reference, yes.) And oh, the writing time! I’m no Prentiss Ingraham – Dude wrote over 600 books, 200 on Buffalo Bill alone. What?! Yeah, that’s what I said. – but if ever evidence existed that less Internet distraction equals more writing productivity, I’m it.
But here’s what I’ve really been wishing for: a mental version of Freedom. Really, while my daytime productivity has peaked this week, the nighttime trying-to-sleep thing hasn’t. Because I’m thinking about little Ollie down in Kansas City. How many articles and blogs I’ve committed to in the next couple weeks. That synopsis I’m supposed to submit for a critique. Weekend travels…
Sheesh.
I’m guessing, though, I’m not the only one who goes through seasons of Internet-like mental webbing.
