Operation Achieve Anything: Day Three-Hundred-Thirty-One, Dateline 11-27-2018

Personally I’m always ready to learn, although I do not always like being taught.
— Sir Winston Churchill

Good afternoon crickets. Welcome to day number three-hundred-thirty-one of Operation Achieve Anything. In yesterday’s post, I shared how I felt I was one day away from feeling fully recovered from my vice fueled Thanksgiving tradition. Physically, I was doing just fine, but my head still felt a little cloudy, which wasn’t a surprise because I did kill a lot of brain cells during my thirty plus hours holiday cannabutter eating/drink-a-thon of a day. I then killed a couple more brain cells while polishing off the leftovers throughout the last couple of days. Now I feel fine, but I’m still a tad bit confused as to what I want to do for my next move.

Of course, I still have Operation Achieve Anything that will take me right up to the end of the year and My Saturday Night Life will keep me busy for the next four or five months, but I’m still not committed to what will replace either project. I don’t know if I want to commit to more seven days a week challenges, or if so, when do I want to start. Though I prefer to begin a new task of January first to make it easier to keep track of the passage of time, I don’t want to end up biting off more than I can chew due to poor planning over how to handle any overlap in tasks at hand.

I’m also a little concerned because Thanksgiving rocked my world a little being that my vice fueled day left me feeling uninspired, at least when compared to how I used to experience an entire day of recreational sedation. Like with comedy, where I now prefer to do most of my laughing alone as to not offend others with what I still find funny, I’m starting to find that I’m feeling the same way about sharing my tales of being a degenerate. It’s not that I no longer think things to be funny or fun, I’m just over feeling judged, even if most of the criticism comes from my interpretation of stranger’s judgments of others in areas where I might think the same.

As a shut-in, I’m pretty much left all alone, but at the same time, part of the reason I started to isolate in the first place had to do with the growth of over-sensitivity in this PC culture where everyone seems to be shocked about everything. Yeah, I am partially talking about my friends’ seemingly overnight change in perspective, but the bigger problem was how I started to find it to be more fun to nitpick anything said to cherry-pick obscure reason why anything could be seen as offensive. This started out fun, but I then started to see just how much comedy actually has to do with being mean even if that’s not the intention.

I never wanted to be mean, and when I was, I always thought that I was being so over the top that the other person was in on the joke. Either that or I was in a grumpy mood and probably thought I was being ignored and desperate for attention. With comedy no longer seen to me as an asset, part of my back up plan was to become more Hunter S. Thompson like and filter my tales of mundane existence through alcohol and drugs. Thanksgiving got me to realize that I’m no longer a person who likes to write while dealing with any type of buzz, when that used to be my favorite past time.

Thankfully, I’ve had this daily post along with my SNL reviews to get me in the habit of working while sober. Though I do think that I’m on the cusp of finding my authentic voice as a writer, now I just need to figure out just what I want to say when it comes to my fictional work. This actually plays into the assignment from yesterday where I was supposed to start a new project to mix thing up in an effort to avoid stagnation. At first, I read this as the Achieve Anything… book wanting me to start a new challenge but then I reread the task, I was actually just supposed to do anything the could potentially drum up inspiration.

It’s good that I reread the thing because the new approach that I’m going to try is to take it easy over the rest of the week so that I can hit the ground running come December. As much as I do want to start something new, right now, my plate is pretty full and adding more only leads to better odds of failure since I already feel overworked. The two days I took off for Thanksgiving were great, but I still feel like I need just a little more rest because I have a feeling that the next three or four months are going to be crazy. Starting on the first my entire focus will be going towards turning this site into my job, along with a couple other side projects.

The idea would be to go easy while trying to find balance and not just to slack off. That should cover the task from yesterday, now, let’s dig into the assignment for today where I’m now supposed to examine how I learn and share whether I am more inclined towards a self-taught path or if I am open to learning from an expert. Of course, I have a bit of an all of the above answer to the question as usual, but you’ll have to wait for tomorrow to read my reasoning. Until then, it’s now that time for me to sign off by saying, good day and good luck to you and all of your projects.

Talk to you soon.


The Wicker Breaker

P.S. Below are links to my novel, which I plan to promote as part of Operation Achieve Anything, as well as a link to where you can buy the book that is providing the structure to this project in case you would like to purchase it in order to play along.

Matt Bunker

I started out with a goal of becoming a paid screenwriter. I had no interest in any other aspect of filmmaking. I received and scholarship to The Vancouver Film School's Writing for Film and Television program where I graduated in 2005. I fell in love with being on set during my first non-school produced short, . I loved being around all the creative people, seeing people having fun while working. The whole liking your job was a new world to me, so I decided to give it a shot. I volunteered for any project I could, doing what ever was needed. The set was my Film School this time. While working as a PA on a feature I was informed that the DP wanted the three tallest PAs to help out in the grip and electric department. That is when I found the department that felt like the best fit for me while I continued to write.