I've written recently about rather grandiose thoughts that have proven quite intrusive lately. I've said that I don't even bother to try to debunk every irrational notion that crosses my brain. The things that have so preoccupied me come too fast and in too great a quantity to try to dispel entirely each time.
My dad, who is a psychiatrist, said that what happens with people like me when they become so preoccupied with these kinds of thoughts, is that continued compliance with medication and routine kind of push all of that to the back burner. After a while, he'd ask a patient, "What about those satanic murders the FBI hired you to investigate, Ed?" Ed would reply,"Oh, what are you bothering about that stuff for, man? I 'ain't got time for that." Ed would somehow have more ordinary, everyday things that would be more important than what was so at the forefront for a time. I've experienced this same kind of thing myself, so I know it's true.
The book is coming along pretty good. It looks as if I can put at least twenty, maybe twenty-one or more days in on it this month. I'll be able to lay up the other books and have them all ready for the printer if need be. I sold one book at Austin Books and Comics recently. I think it might have been some DIY punk rock type I handed a flyer to on Red River. I don't have any idea who specifically, it just seems as if those are the types that would go to the trouble to hike all the way up to ABC and buy a book. I want to go out to Red River at least one more time before Labor Day and hand out some more flyers.
My dad, who is a psychiatrist, said that what happens with people like me when they become so preoccupied with these kinds of thoughts, is that continued compliance with medication and routine kind of push all of that to the back burner. After a while, he'd ask a patient, "What about those satanic murders the FBI hired you to investigate, Ed?" Ed would reply,"Oh, what are you bothering about that stuff for, man? I 'ain't got time for that." Ed would somehow have more ordinary, everyday things that would be more important than what was so at the forefront for a time. I've experienced this same kind of thing myself, so I know it's true.
The book is coming along pretty good. It looks as if I can put at least twenty, maybe twenty-one or more days in on it this month. I'll be able to lay up the other books and have them all ready for the printer if need be. I sold one book at Austin Books and Comics recently. I think it might have been some DIY punk rock type I handed a flyer to on Red River. I don't have any idea who specifically, it just seems as if those are the types that would go to the trouble to hike all the way up to ABC and buy a book. I want to go out to Red River at least one more time before Labor Day and hand out some more flyers.
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