"The Internet Doesn't Make Me Who I Am": Paul Miller Pares it Down
If anything, I’ve learned that the internet doesn’t make me who I am; I do it to myself, thanks. But I could’ve gotten that advice out of skimming a paperback self-help book in Barnes & Noble and saved everybody a lot of time and trouble.
Paul Miller writing (offline) for The Verge in one of his final posts before coming back online after a year without the Internet. The article is (almost all of them, for that matter, have been) great, and I'm very much looking forward to what Paul does AFTER he returns. He started the whole strange trip in hopes a book deal, but is now finding it hard to distill his experience into something book-worthy. Mostly what he found is that he is still prone to less edifying entertainment and long bouts of complete time-wasting, Internet or not.
I imagine I'd find the same. I am prone to time-wasting activities on the web. When I slide open my phone or iPad, I'm more likely to open Facebook or Rock Runners than I am to open Pages or WordPress. So, I've built deadlines into my life. I force myself to create regularly, expecting and trying to maintain an audience and that pressure compels me to stop my time-wasting, at least often enough to continue to get the job done.
The result is that my life feels frantic, even when it's not. Multiple side-jobs and interests, the online and on-going nature of my job, my propensity to procrastinate and my ability to continue covering my own ass, all add up to a constantly juggling Joel. But I like it that way, and if I simplified my workload? Cut out some of the hobbies and side-gigs?
I'd still waste a lot of time, that's who I am, I'd just have less done at the end of the week, month, year, life. So, I'll just keep juggling.
I imagine Paul Miller will too.