You do have a choice: you can write or you can throw yourself off a cliff.
The infinite monkey theorem goes like this: A monkey hitting keys at random on a typewriter keyboard for an infinite amount of time will almost surely type a given text, such as the complete works of William Shakespeare. Then there’s the the 100th monkey effect, which is the instantaneous spreading of an idea or ability to the remainder of a population once a certain portion of that population has heard of the new idea or learned the new ability by some unknown process currently beyond the scope of science. If 100 monkeys sit at keyboards for an infinite amount of time, what could it mean for the rest of us monkeys?
Apparently there is a long way to go for some of us keyboard monkeys when it comes to finding steady work. What follows is one case in point [or skip the next seven paragraphs to avoid memoir].
When she was younger she had a debilitating disease. Doctors told her that she’d better get a sedentary job because she would live her life out in a wheelchair. Some days she felt so terrible that she couldn’t hold her head up in class to take notes in her college classes. Her health continued to deteriorate, but the doctors did not know what was wrong with her. Every day she had high fevers and aching joints. She would take OTC pain relievers which broke her fevers and eased the joint pains, but within a few hours the fever would begin to climb again.
This misery went on for years. But her folks insisted she go to college. So, because her 12th grade English teacher inspired her so profoundly, and because writing and books lead to sedentary life, she majored in English. She fell in love with the Romantic poets and with literature in general. She was never a fast reader. She took her time with each word, sentence, paragraph. Speed-reading classes were a joke to her. She steeped herself in literature, although her slow reading speed produced quality rather than quantity. Continue reading