Thinking Things Through

So after my 7th hour of constant teleconference calls, I decided to rest my bloodied ears and think about the first day after I hit the road. With few distractions the reality of my situation, and my racing mind, will combine to put me in the madhouse (Mad, I tell you, MAD!!!).

How did people live before the Internet and video on demand. I suppose they read a lot. I can do that, but it will cost a lot in gas and lost foodstuffs. [As an aside, something like 10% of the weight of a modern warship is made up of the paperwork required by the DoD.] Writing on the other hand only takes a few bytes.

I do have ideas and have been posting them here and there. I've no interest in writing a book about "fast guns and hard dicks" (by which I mean private investigators...) or medical thrillers that bombast us with terminology and thin characters.  Nope, I want to write about the corporate world. A tragi-comedy if you will. I have a lot of material with which to work. But I can always use more.

Please send your ideas this way. I assure you, they won't be kept alone in a dark, dark cubicle hoping for specks of sunlight and truth, fearful of the ice weasels that come at night (thanks Matt Groening).

Most recent topics - the myopism of reacting to the symptoms years after being called out on the causes (if we were a body, we'd be dead by the time we realized we were sick, Jim). The power of escalation and its appropriate use in saving headcount. Building teams of cheerleaders instead of saving solid performers. AND the irony of writing about career development while letting people go and handing out slight pay raises. Endless topics for developing into stories. Now the only trick is to ensuring the readers don't think I keep escaping into hyperbole.