Sitting down the other night to watch one of my favourite Dr. Who episodes, ‘A Good Man Goes To War‘, there is a line that started me thinking.
Madame Kovarian – “The anger of a good man is not a problem. Good men have too many rules”
Dr. Who – “Good men don’t need rules. Today is not the day to find out why I have so many”
Whilst all of the Dr’s rules have never been completely listed, some of the important ones are:
#1 – The Doctor lies.
#7 – Never run when you are scared
#408 – Time is not the boss of me.
This then got me thinking about all the other people that have ‘Rules’. For example, Leroy Jethro Gibbs from NCIS has his rules, of which I think there are 50 odd. I discovered Clint Eastwood’s Rules many years and then not long after that I found Bob Parson’s Rules.
Having been to more than the occasional personal development seminar and training program I decided to dig out all those things that you write down while there and compile my own set of rules.
The complete set will soon be found on this page, once I have dug out all those pieces of paper, and typed up what I wrote down. I have included the first few here, just as a bit of a teaser.
Lately I have been feeling a little bit uninspired with regards to writing new blog posts.
And it has been a bit of a weird funk that I am in too. Usually I can sit down with paper in front of me and THE pen in my hand and write something worth publishing on here, except that has been a bit of a struggle to do. I’d start writing something get about halfway through and either lose interest in it or reread it and not like how it reads, and stop writing.
Instead of getting frustrated looking at the half written blog posts that I have, today I decided to write a blog post about my frustration at not being able to write a blog post. And yes, I am aware of how ironic that is.
With it being a wonderful day here in Brisbane, I decided to aim for a change of scenery and see if that helped at all. I am writing this while sitting in my jeep about halfway up Mt Coot-tha, looking out at Brisbane’s CBD, I have the roof off and the sun is setting behind me.
I originally came up here to get the inspiration to finish off the half written posts that I have, when the idea for this post came to me.
What do I think caused this period of lack of inspiration?
I cannot say for sure, though what I do think is that this writers block is a result of me putting unrealistic pressure on myself. After I decided to run for a Senate seat at the next election I realized that everything that I write and publish online will be focused on a lot more. This lead me to wanting everything to be perfect. Being my own harshest critic, I believe that this extra pressure has resulted in me over thinking what am writing, rather than just letting it flow.
Last week I was unfortunate enough to be struck down with the debilitating Man Flu. Thankfully, it isn’t fatal, and I did survive, though I can tell you it was touch and go there for a few days. If it wasn’t for the primal masculine desire to soldier on despite the overwhelming odds, it would have been easy to succumbed to the virus.
Being the sort of person who knows he is destined for fame, fortune, and fiction, I have a journal where I write about my exploits on a semi-daily basis. This is mainly to make it easier for my future biographer to write about me when it comes time for the story of my life to be written.
What follows are experts from the days where I was a semi delirious victim on the man flu. Names have been changed to protect the innocent
If you doubt the seriousness of the Man Flu/Cold, check out this informative YouTube clip.
I have a sneaky feeling that the man flu is about to strike me down.
One minute I’m sitting at the computer righting some of the wrongs on the internet, and getting ready to watch tonight’s episode of Dr Who.
The next thing I know, I’m curled up in bed with a fever that would melt the Polar Ice Caps, and the shakes so bad that you could mix paint.
I think the best think for me to do is spend a day or two in bed and then I will be right as rain.
I can always watch Dr Who tomorrow on iView on the iPad.
Spent the day in bed.
Slept for most of it, apart from the occasional coughing fit.