Result #103: I successfully built the castle but failed to blow it up... maybe figuratively but not literally.

#103: Buy and build a complex 3D puzzle to then be destroyed with my friends mini function canon and trebuchet.


Date: 4-13-2014

Due date: 4-13-2015

Resolution: When I was a kid my sister and grandparents where big puzzle people. I helped from time to time but I've never put together an entire puzzle by myself. I wanted to change this as part of my resolutions and also wanted to work it in to this April Fools theme. Then I started to think, what's more foolish than putting the time and effort into creating something like this only to have it destroyed by a bunch of drunk adults with mini explosives?

Update #1: It begins!

Date: 5-2-2014

Today I started to build my castle that'll soon be destroyed.

The Base

The Base

The Box

The Box

The Rest

The Rest

As I went through the sorting process I couldn't help but think if this were a job I'd want to shoot myself in the head.

I know that's extreme but I've worked these monotonous jobs in the past. I feel the reason I had this response is that in an actual work environment this time of mundane repetitive activity would be treated as the most important thing in the world.

As a hobby however the leisurely sorting of puzzle pieces almost put me in a meditative state of mind. I had a podcast playing in the background to keep me entertained. The sorting, though frivolous, allowed me to focus on the task at hand, while still feeling productive because I was accomplishing a goal.

I can totally see why working on puzzles is a great way to kill time. It has the perfect blend of creativity that requires just enough focus to block out any negative thinking, while also being a task that is open to supplementary entertainment such as listening to your favorite podcast.

Update #2: Two more days worth of progress.

Date: 5-5-2014

My only problem is that I don't have that much space to spread out so I have to do a lot of sorting and resorting, which I've pointed out would kill me if I was doing this for a living. However I find it very peaceful sorting through these puzzle pieces at my own pace to create something for fun.

Update #3: Day #3

Date: 5-6-2014

I don't know if it's the actual puzzle that's seems addicting, relaxing or if my crazy need for accomplishment that wants to hurry up and get this done so I can have a clutter free desk.

Update #4: The 2D assembling is complete!!!

Date: 5-12-2014

Alright, I got the grounds, walls, and roofs all put together.

Tomorrow the erecting begins!!!

Update #5: The puzzle is complete!!!

Date: 5-26-2014

Update #6: The Conclusion.

Date: 4-13-2015

Depression really sucks.

Up until about a year and a half ago I always had a solid group of friends. At any time, as long as I put in the effort, there was a place to go. Every weekend was filled with fun and laughter. Who hung out, where we hung out and when we was pretty constant but there was always a mystery as to what we would do.

Whether we had white trash sushi contest, cereal salad bar brunches, or backyard biathlons there was always something to do. Then I was struck by the darkest episode of depression that I've ever had in my life.

It felt like all my friends were settling down and I was on the verge of giving up on my dreams. It was getting harder and harder to hide my emotions so I opted to hide myself away. I gave up on the one job I cared enough about to consider a career and was on the verge of giving up on writing which I've been working at for almost two decades now.

Nothing seemed to be going my way.

I created the 365 Day's of Resolution to force myself to keep writing on a daily basis and hopefully revive my passion for life in the process.

I wish I could say that it's working but it really isn't.

Though I'm happy with my progress as a writer, writing every day, branching out into forms other than screenwriting, having a mysterious audience of strangers that seem to check in on what I'm up to from time to time...

Though I still think I'm only mediocre as a nonfiction writer, I feel like I'm making progress.

The only problem is that I feel I burnt many bridges in the process.

I was hoping that the blowing up of this castle would bring my closest friend back together, at least for a night and use it as a fun send off to say goodbye.

Unfortunately my efforts may have been too little, too late because it never ended up happening.

Rather than an eventful send off with explosions and all, the castle ended up getting thrown in a bag and sent off to a thrift store where it will probably remain intact with no significance at all.

Though I'd like to consider the building of this castle to be a success, without the follow through of friendship, it's just another fail.