If You Want to Write, Learn to Walk
"Now I’ve got you, you nihilist! Sitting on your arse is precisely the sin against the Holy Ghost. Only those thoughts that come in walking have any value." Nietzsche
Focus
A Dominican, a Neuroscientist, and Computer Scientist Walk into a Bar . . . or Maybe a Library
A.G. Sertillanges (the Dominican), Andrew Huberman (the Neuroscientist), and Cal Newport (the Computer Scientist) on the Need for Focus
Recommended? Get Frustrated with Your Cell Phone
Derek Smith at Michigan Engineering
The Left Hemisphere Thwarts Focus: On Art Appreciation
Attention, attention, attention.
Everyone is starved for it . . . their own, not others. People want to be able to focus again.
Madison Avenue purposefully kills it:
The legal scholar Tim Wu, in his book “The Attention Merchants,” notes, “Without express consent, most of us have passively opened ourselves up to the
Art Appreciation: One Way to Reclaim Your Attention?
Nathan Heller at The New Yorker ("The Battle for Attention")
No Cell Phones in This Room
The room: A room in his house that he has dedicated strictly to deep work. I think it's a den: a study or small library. He never takes his cell phone into it.
Dr. Cal Newport: How to Enhance Focus and Improve ProductivityIn this episode, my guest is
Five Dispositions that Can Make Your Life More Productive and Happy
The philosophy of focusing on a slow and loving existence in the quiet now
Jigsaw Puzzles. Non-Stories. The Focused Life?
My father-in-law is 93 and really sharp. One thing he does to keep sharp: jigsaw puzzles. He times himself and works them serenely but with focus.
The mental exercise drips with lessons explored by Dr. Kevin Majerjes at Optimal Work: short bursts of sustained focus, little goals that keep you
How to Use the Cold Weather
I woke up yesterday morning to the gales of November, the same that brought down the Edmund Fitzgerald in 1975, according to meteorologists who said the atmospheric mix that dumped a few inches on my town is the same that brought down the mighty freighter.
I could hear a collective
The Life, Death—And Afterlife—of Literary Fiction
Will Blythe at Esquire