…Let me start by clarifying that no, I’m not calling myself Einstein. In this analogy, I’m actually Einstein’s DESK, not Einstein.
Several years ago (ok, maybe 20) there was a story on NPR about the benefits of disorganization. The theory (captured in the book A Perfect Mess by Eric Abrahamson and David H. Freedman) is that if you have piles of papers and files and random stuff on your desk you have to sort through all that stuff in order to find what you are looking for. In doing so, you make all sorts of connections that you would never have made otherwise. Orderly people, those that have everything in neatly labeled files, can go strait to the information they seek, promoting linear thought, linear solutions. Disorderly people going through the mess to find what they were looking for make those connections, sparking creative solutions, new ideas and ultimately genius. I am a disorderly person. I don’t think anyone would disagree. But that actually works for me. In both college and Graduate School it was those weird, random connections that would earn me praise and As and occasionally a scholarship. So my brain, (not to mention my desk) is like Einstein’s desk, and that is never changing.
So why is my blog called Einstein’s desk? Because there is no way in hell I have the discipline to stick to one topic. I’ve got too much on my mind and it’s a mess in there.
I thought about a food blog. I really, really love food. I want to marry food. In my head this started out as a food blog really.
But I also thought about a current events/politics/social activism blog. It’s what I do. It’s who I am. I cannot imagine NOT writing about politics.
I thought about a personal blog. I have kids, I have issues…
Ultimately though, I can’t imagine myself not writing about any and all of it once I start writing. To me, life is like Einstein’s desk. It all overlaps and that is a good thing. I don’t want to segment out my life, and it doesn’t make sense that way. I’m terrible at compartmentalization and I’ve given up trying, all the while explaining to people the theory of Einstein’s desk.
So I’m going to blog a lot about food, making it, eating it, thinking about it, lusting after it. I’m going to blog a fair amount about current events/politics/social activism, because nothing makes sense to me without that context.
And I’m going to blog some about personal stuff, which I will try to keep that to a minimum, though I do have issues…
And it’s all going to be one big sloppy mess because I just cant seem to get things into orderly piles, and it doesn’t make sense to me that way anyway.
Let me finish by saying that I don’t really expect anyone to read this. My mother is gone so I’ve lost my guaranteed readership. Rather I’m writing this as part of my “bucket list.” Not that I expect to die anytime soon. I’m not sick (knocks on wood, crosses heathen self, spits over shoulder). But my mother died fairly young, everyone in my family get’s cancer, and I’ve watched several people just a little older than me die suddenly this fall. So I’ve decided to live like the future is un-promised, because, well it is. It’s less of a bucket list than a bucket attitude. And I’ve been thinking about blogging for a while so here it is…