Sunday, September 25, 2022

Bookwork Entry 9

A lot is said about adults with ADHD and their inability to focus, but not enough is said when they're focused on the wrong thing. Here I became fixated on adding a certain project to my list of things to do, which was already ridiculously long.

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25 AUGUST 2022 Bookwork 9: Did I really want to write a book about Pokémon?

Yeah, about that.

One of my steady blogging gigs ten years ago was for a gaming site. When that job shriveled up, my love for gaming didn't shrivel up with it. I developed a trading system for Pokémon XY & ORAS. It sold alright but not as well as I had thought it would.

When Generation VII games came out, I wrote a sequel, but the changes Game Freak made to the GTS seamed to kill trading. Basically, my system worked, but not as quickly. I never released the book.

Fast forward to the future and Pokémon HOME has replaced GTS, and all of a sudden my old system works steadily again. Of course, I thought of dusting off the old book and updating it.

This is where things get weird.

I already abandoned that idea. Too much work. Not enough return. It's a distraction. It turns a fun hobby into a job. I'd rather write a novel.

While I was sick, the next Pokémon game was announced. I don't remember when this occurred. but in my feverish delirium, I latched onto the idea that I could whip out an update. It would be easy as pie.

No, it would not. I've made pie. It is anything but easy to make. This book would require weeks of testing. It would be a pain to work out all the trade variations. Then I'd have to write them up. No. Just no.

What is really a pain is my ADHD. I had already buried this project. Then one delirious/brain numb/sick day, I suddenly dig this project up out of its eternal slumber and toss it back on top of the project pile? I don't even remember doing it, yet the drive to finish the book in time for the new game's release this November lingered in my mind.

Here is my shovel. I am burying this project again. I don't even want to work up my system for a shameless blog post in November. It's a distraction. Good bye!

 

Saturday, September 24, 2022

Five Ways To Stop Shiny Object Syndrome

Long before “Shiny Object Syndrome” was coined as a term, an insignificant blogger from Utah referred to a similar condition and called it Multi-Irons Syndrome. Are they the same thing?

A girl gathers projects like balloons until she is lifted off the earth – Artist Unknown

Shiny Object Syndrome — The Fancy Term for Something You’ve Been Doing All Your Life

There is often a difference between what an expression means when it is coined and how people end up using it. People often don’t see eye to eye on these things. One group will insist on the academic or dictionary usage of a term or word, while the popular usage tromples all over them. Irregardless, we don’t have a lot of control over language. (Yes, yes, I couldn’t resist.) Language evolves. Take a stand on one meaning, and you’ll soon find yourself in the camp of people who hate the use of the singular “they”, shaking your aging fist at the sky, shouting, “But that’s not what the word means!” We lost that particular battle years ago when people got tired of typing “he or she” and “him or her” as gender neutral expressions in business letters.

Shiny Object Syndrome is another one of those terms. People don’t exactly agree on what it means, and they don’t all use the same expression, though it is clear which one is winning that particular battle. The original meaning of “Shiny Object Syndrome” has more to do with project creep than distractions, but that’s not how it is used. Just look at that wonderful cartoon. It was labeled ShinyProjectSyndrom_e1556842006339.jpg on the oldest link I found, like that helps. Syndrome isn’t even spelled correctly.

I have no idea who drew it originally, but they captured the manic zeal of the syndrome perfectly. I have referred to the same issue since 2008 as “Multi-Irons Syndrome”. My term has more in common with the less popular “Shiny Project Syndrome”, but “Shiny Object Syndrome” has the clout and its own Wikipedia entry.

Shiny Object Syndrome as a Way of Life

Recently, I embraced Shiny Object Syndrome as a coping strategy to deal with the crushing depression I was suffering from during the pandemic, and then after coming down with COVID–19. Laying in bed and staring at the ceiling for entertainment gets boring in a hurry. Letting myself get excited about new projects was the only thing at times that lifted my spirits.

I don’t regret the coping strategy, because it was so helpful initially. I’ve written about having too many irons in the fire before, but I ended up with a bit too many projects this time. To manage things, I’m journaling my process as I take this massive new pile of nascent projects and prune them before I fail to achieve my birthday goals. I call it my Bookwork project.

Adults with ADHD are particularly susceptible to Shiny Object Syndrome. Every task worth the effort involves a bit of drudgery before great things can be accomplished. Unfortunately, our Teflon coated brains are averse to the boredom that drudgery welcomes in with open arms. Our minds switch tasks to something more appealing so quickly, we often are not aware of the change. Then we end up with something like my Bookwork project where I wanted to write fifteen books simultaneously. FIFTEEN! As soon as I realized what I had committed myself to, I had a good laugh.

Simple Steps to Prevent Shiny Object Syndrome from Taking Over Your Life

If you’ve got ADHD, it isn’t likely that you’ll be able to kick this habit. An aversion to boredom is built into the diagnosis. However, you can manage it. Here’s how I halt the parade of ideas and finish the floats I began with:

  1. Keep the most important goals in the forefront of your mind. Plaster them on the wall if you have to.
  2. Periodically reassess your project goals to cut out the cruft.
  3. Don’t be afraid to shelf “cool” ideas if they are getting in the way of what you’re supposed to accomplish.
  4. Work on your projects in short steps to avoid deep boredom.
  5. Build in rewards for staying focused.

Whatever you want to call it, people with ADHD collect new projects without even trying. I don’t think this is a bad thing. Our minds are unfettered and freely creative. Good things can come from that chaotic maelstrom of thoughts. The trick is to regulate it so that we aren’t always creating and accumulating ideas, but taking time to bring some of them to life.

Monday, September 19, 2022

Experiment with Your Coping Strategies for Better Results

Rejection Stamp

Earlier this year, I admitted to myself that my current coping strategies weren’t fighting off my depression as effectively as they were before. Had they simply stopped working, or had something fundamental changed inside of me? The answer was complicated.

Obviously, my coping strategies weren’t working since I spent more than half of the days each week struggling to keep my spirits up, but for the longest time, I was too sick to do anything about it. I just limped along waiting to get better. The problem with that plan was that I wasn’t getting better. My depression was fueled by chronic illness. Waiting to get better to act was like waiting to see a doctor about a broken leg after it heals.

My coping strategies for depression were based on basic cognitive behavior therapy principles: Identify the trigger. Implement a solution. Experience relief. They were also based on the belief that I could regulate my moods. They worked great for years until I came upon a new vector into depression.

The pandemic, and then experiencing COVID–19 personally, showed me that my coping strategies didn’t compensate for long term discouragement. It’s hard to feel positive and upbeat when you’re sick everyday. It’s hard to go out for a walk when you have a respiratory virus during a snowstorm. It’s hard to change the scenery when you are quarantined.

A curious thing happened to me, however. Although there were more than a few days where it could be said that I wallowed in misery, and although I muttered and complained about my lot in life more than I am comfortable to admit, I didn’t stop being me. My need to solve my mental health issues didn’t park itself in the shed and gather dust, leaves, and cobwebs throughout the Winter. After some time, I realized that I needed to change my approach. I chatted with others more, I began new projects while quarantined, I started exercising daily in very minute amounts, and I stopped feeling guilty about being sick.

I kept trying to move forward with as much vigor as I could summon. As the expression goes, I threw whatever I could at the wall over and over again to see what would stick. I found quite a few projects that stuck. In fact, I ended up with a fairly bad case of Multi-Irons Syndrome, as I like to call it. Although I now have to go through the tedious process of pruning all these conflicting projects (I don’t have time to do them all), I am so very glad that I am recovering to the point that I can start pruning. I’m even grateful.

We all deal with depression in our own way. Some seek therapy, some seek meds, and some seek both. I won’t tell you which method is the best one for you. Only you can determine that. One size does not fit all.. As for me, I began to almost desperately reach out to any project or idea that caught my fancy. Making plans and projects is an act of hope. I am relieved that even at my bleakest, I was still counting on getting through the hardships to bring new ideas to life. Now I’ve been to a Post COVID clinic and have a healthcare ToDo list that exhausts me to just think about, but I am hopeful again, which is a nice change.

But where does that leave you? If you are struggling to manage your depression due to the pandemic or, like me, if you are dealing with Post-COVID (Long COVID), you may find yourself suddenly turned into a glass-half-empty type of person, especially if that glass was formerly filled with health and stamina. Chronic fatigue can sap you of cheer just as much as it does energy.

Approval Stamp

My advice is to not give up. Turn to your coping strategies and start adapting them to your new circumstances. Get wild. Keep trying. In my case, I forgot which aspect of depression my coping strategies were addressing. When I decided to fight back, even if each and every new coping strategy ended in failure, the act of trying was an act of hope. You need to exercise hope like a weak muscle—carefully at first, but then with greater and greater gusto. You are your own best advocate, so keep advocating with yourself for yourself. Find reasons to keep looking forward despite all the setbacks.

When your coping strategies fail you, it is important to rethink them. Eventually, you will find a remedy that is perfect for your situation. The alternative to is fossilize and mope, perpetuating your pain. Let’s all keep pushing forward instead.

~Dˢ

Saturday, September 17, 2022

Bookwork Entry 8

After meeting with a care manager at the University of Utah's COVID Long Hauler clinic, I gained some new information that explained what I've been going through this year. I've been needlessly hard on myself for not getting over something that has impacted me greatly and will continue to impact me greatly for months to come.

I also point out recent successes, which shows me that this was a good project to undertake. I will overcome this illness. I will make my goals. This journal is helping me analzye things that have been overwhelming me for some time as well as allowing me to rethink overly agressive goals that may be fun or challenging, but don't get me published.

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17 SEPTEMBER 2022
Bookwork 8: I now have a name for my greatest stumbling block:

Post Exertion Malaise

Common with other viral fatigue syndromes, Post-COVID has the symptom of taking you down after physical or mental exertion. Isn't that neat? There is nothing I can do about it. There is no "cure". Just months and months of convalescence. At the very least, I should stop calling myself lazy when I have to take a nap after blogging, which happened to me last week.

As of last week, I have blogged two weeks in a row. If I can blog again today, that will be three weeks in a row. I haven't even been able to blog monthly at this point, so I consider this a big win. The Post-COVID brain fog has been debilitating.

I still have to solve the third domain hosting issue on my rPi. I simply cannot fathom what I have misconfigured. It's driving me nuts. I was also hoping to work on WaiMin tonight. However, I've had two back physical therapy sessions, one knee PT session, and daily exercise homework. I'm pooped. We'll have to see how the day goes. but I remain hopeful.

Lastly, I've been rethinking choosing now to illustrate graphics for my Splintered Mind blog. It is true that I miss drawing, and the tic-which-shan't-be-named no longer interferes, but anything other than a simple graphic is a distraction from my WaiMin project. No more animated GIFs. They are fun, but take up too much time at this point.

With my health so severely impacted, I need to rein in my ADHD whims just as severely.

 

Written on a Kobo Elipsa eReader.

Thursday, September 08, 2022

ADHD: Brain Fog Is No Laughing Matter. Well, Maybe Just a Little

Call it brain fog, absentmindedness, or a senior moment, but sometimes when your ADHD brain goes on the fritz, you’ve just got to laugh.

Brain Fog

I am here today to tell you that playing Sudoku daily will not improve brain fog. I know. I’ve tried multiple Sudoku books & apps, Sudoku with words, and there’s a Sudoku game out there for the Nintendo Switch that would let me play with fluffy blobs of cats, but I’m not entirely convinced that will work either. Adults with ADHD deal with brain fog on a general basis, so over the years I figured doing mental activities to improve my concentration and presence of mind couldn’t hurt.

Who says that Sudoku improves concentration? The same people who used to swear by crossword puzzles, usually. Certainly, not me. No, I kid. I love playing Sudoku and feel more focused after solving a few puzzles, but after the week I’ve just had, I can tell you that it’s clearly not working as a prevention.

There was that moment where I was distracted cleaning up my Nintendo Friend List. Who were all these people? Clearly, all that meditation I had been doing under mountain waterfalls had failed to sharpen my wits. There was this one entry labeled “Avril”* with a bulbous Kirby as her avatar. Hey! I know an Avril! But is it the same Avril? Moments before bringing an impulse to life via text, I stopped myself, iPhone in hand, and thought hard for the first time in days. You can’t just ask somebody out of the blue if their gaming avatar is Kirby, Douglas. Does she even game? Waitaminute…how long has it been since you reached out to her anyway? Crud! Has it been months‽

In fact, it had been so long since I last texted her that the conversation had been automatically deleted. For all I knew, I had left her on “Read” since last year. Suddenly, I realized again that the dream I had about forgetting that I was dating somebody wasn’t so far from reality.

Last weekend, I was talking with a friend about the latest Spider-man movie that was rereleased into theaters. He couldn’t believe that I hadn’t seen it yet. He stared at me like I had three heads. I had insisted that he watch the first two movies last Fall (that HE hadn’t seen) so that he could catch up in order to see the movie in theaters with me. Then I got sick.

Later I found out that he went and saw it with family instead while I was sick in bed. Why are we still friends? How could my friend not know how sick I’ve been? But never mind that. Why do we say “three heads”? Wouldn’t two heads be weird enough? Were two heads a normal thing ages ago, thus making three heads something outside of the norm? Perhaps there’s something more to the “two-faced” idiom. 🤔

At any rate, he was right that I was adamant about him getting caught up. I wanted the shared cinematic experience. I realize I was bedridden for much of the winter, but it’s strange that I never bought the movie, or streamed it online. It couldn’t be that I forgot about it. One of my daughters loved the movie so much, she rented out a seat and lived in the theater during its first run. It’s all she texted about for weeks.

I think this is more like that ADHD joke, “Oooh! Shiny!”, but on a larger scale. For me it’s a Tourettes episode that lasts for more than a few days or an illness that lasts for a week. I lose track of my current goal if I go too many days without working on it. I’m running forward headlong towards a goal when something happens, then POOF! What goal?

I compensate for this, usually, but having a ton of reminders and to do lists. I’m pretty good about keeping track of most of it. It’s how I’ve written two books, blogged professionally for years, and raised kids. However, every once in a while something slips through the cracks. This time it was responding to a text and seeing a movie I had planned on. The brain fog from Long COVID (or chronic fatigue syndrome—whatever they’re going to call it), only makes my ADHD absentmindedness worse. It can be frustrating. Whenever this forgetfulness interferes with my life, I try to have a good laugh, but not laugh it off. It’s important to acknowledge some of these quirks are funny. It’s better than hating myself as I used to do decades ago. However, a healthy sense of humor is the only thing that seems to be healthy about me lately.

Maybe I just need to play even more Sudoku. I’m sure that’ll fix things.

~Dˢ

 

* Name changed to save me from embarrassment.

Saturday, August 27, 2022

ADHD Fixation: The Dark Side of Hyperfocus

A lot is made of ADHD’s super power of hyperfocus. I’ve written about it on several occasions over the years as well. I’ve even created a ToDo List technique to simulate it!

Should we really label hyperfocus as a superpower, though? I have always been painfully aware of the downsides to hyperfocus. I’ll even avoid undertaking certain tasks because I know that I’ll slip into hyperfocus and loose track of time and the events around me. It’s not always a desirable state of mind to be in.

Normally, adults with adhd might as well be hamsters on a wheel, furiously running, but not getting anywhere. Suddenly, hyperfocus grants us clarity of vision and purpose, opening the road in front of us into a straight line towards success. When your days are spent fighting against your own brain to get something done, hyperfocus is a big deal.

So, what’s so bad about hyperfocus?

Hyperfocus without limits is a form of tunnel vision. I like to say that character flaws are talents gone awry. If hyperfocus is a talent, then its flipside is fixation. This ADHD fixation occurs when hyperfocus has no endgame. There is only the project and the drive to complete the project. Everything else is ignored while we relentlessly pursue our goal.

“But Douglas!” I hear you say. “Isn’t focusing on completing the project an endgame?”

It seems that way, doesn’t it? Hyperfocus is wonderful when the project moves smoothly from start to finish without inconveniencing anybody. What happens if hyperfocus makes you difficult to work with, though? What happens when you encounter a hitch? Do you step back and rethink your approach to the project, or do you run forward in hyperfocused hamster mode, furiously running in circles, but with greater energy?

I recall a time when a college friend and I were working on an import Japanese goods startup business. We ran into software issues which affected the catalog layout. Instead of stepping away to research the issue, I continued struggling against the software for hours while my friend grew more and more frustrated. I didn’t listen to a darn thing he said. He pleaded with me to find another solution, but I continued. “I’m almost done. Just one more sec.” I never did resolve the issue, so what did all that intense hyperfocus accomplish? Over the last three decades, I have trained myself to not become so fixated when other people were waiting in the wings. However, I still inconvenience myself if I don’t watch for it.

How do I stop myself from slipping into hyperfocus?

Life is filled with moments where we have to park our hyperfocus in order to function with those around us. While raising children, I had to put the brakes on hyperfocus so that my children wouldn’t have to wait for me to finish a project before, oh, feeding them perhaps? Even last night, I put off writing this article until my adult autistic daughter was put to bed.

When I find myself out in the weeds filled with glorious purpose, I use these tips to drag myself back to the road:

  1. Become aware of which activities you tend to hyperfocus on. The first step is developing an awareness of yourself. Knowing which activities catch your attention will help you avoid them when you have other responsibilities.
  2. Clear away your responsibilities before allowing yourself to sink into hyperfocus. This is a core issue that is made difficult by the very nature of ADHD itself. However, you can train yourself to do this. It takes effort, but it is achievable.
  3. Begin with the ending time in mind. This is where I trip myself up. Have a clear idea of how much time you can allow yourself to work on a project before you begin. Use physical timers and phone reminders to keep yourself on track.
  4. Stop when you should. This is the hardest skill of all when hyperfocus whips us forward in a euphoria of clarity. You don’t have to wait until you’ve made a wreckage of your life before learning this skill.
  5. Reassess your project and be flexible enough to change course if necessary. Hyperfocus will have you endlessly working the wrong approach to completion. Our first ideas aren’t always the wisest, even if they are compelling.

Get it right with practice.

I love hyperfocus; I despise ADHD fixation. Nothing good ever comes of being fixated. I become inflexible, obsessed, and out of touch with the world around me. Years ago, I melted more than a few pans on the stovetop before learning not to work on a project while also cooking. It is true that sometimes “brilliant” ideas are lost when I prevent myself from getting hyperfocused, but I’d rather be reactive and bored than brilliantly hyperfocused while the world burns around me.

~Dˢ

Wednesday, August 24, 2022

Bookwork Entry 7

This process may seem dull, but it works extremely well for me, especially since I'm dealing with Post-COVID brain fog. Writing slowly by hand is helping me sort out my thoughts. In this entry, I decided the fate of the second novel. It's nice to imagine that I can simultaneously write two novels while blogging weekly while juggling Great White sharks and chainsaws on a unicycle, but I have to be honest with myself.

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24 AUGUST 2022
Bookwork 7: Family visits and fatigue have halted the geeky server work. I hope to get back on track soon.

Tonight I'm contemplating my second novel. I don't believe it has a ghost of a chance to see the light. I can't even handle my current workload. Why add more?

Because, unlike WaiMin, this is purely my story. Because the story is nagging me to give it life. Because it will be easier to consult with myself over story ideas. Because I'm bored.

Speaking of consulting with myself, both of us have agreed to put off writing this story until:

  1. I am blogging weekly for a month.
  2. I am writing WaiMin weekly for a month.
  3. I have sketched Bethsi, my female lead, and am drawing weekly.
  4. I have finished reading all the ghost reference books.
This will not be an easy list to complete. I have effectively shelved the project.

Now I have to get back on track with the website work.

 

Written on a Kobo Elipsa eReader.

Saturday, August 13, 2022

Bookwork Entry 6

Here's another thrilling tech-heavy entry as I battle the evil forces of drudgery, then I ask myself an important question: Why don't I make things easy for myself and just delete it all? It's tempting, but then I'd lose a few thousand or so links back to my blog. It would be a little like blowing up the airport on a remote island.

If you were curious how I am creating these PDFs, I take a .nebo notebook file from my Kobo Elipsa, open it in Nebo on my iPad, then export it as a PDF. The Elipsa supports an earlier version of Nebo's library that can create a pretty wild HTML copy of the journal entry using vector coordinates. The geek in me squees when I see the code, but when I paste it into a blog entry here, it breaks the blog. So we'll have to live with the wonky formatting here and there of the converted PDF. It's not a perfect world.

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13 AUGUST 2022
Bookwork 6: This journal has been effective. Now I know that I will continue to work on WaiMin—my fantasy novel—and I will continue blogging about ADHD and depression.

So why didn't I blog this week?

Long COVID fatigue. This journal is taking a lot out of me.

Today I will clone cootey.com and prep the rPi to serve a third website. Since I've decided to continue blogging, I need to move my files off of our shared server.

However, not only do I need to migrate the web content, I have to convert seventeen years of blog entries, relink all the graphics (including graphics I hosted on Google's servers), fix all the cgi scripts, and migrate the email server & accounts.

Perhaps I hit my head while I was sick and am still addled.

Wouldn't it be nice to just delete the blog and start over? Why won't I allow myself to do that? Google juice? The legacy? The gravitas of seventeen years and 900 blog articles? It is no light matter. Once I toss it away, it's irreparably gone. But to migrate that much content leaves me gasping for air just thinking about it.

One thing does occur to me. I could just give cootey.com a new home on my rPi. I could host all those files there and put off migrating away from blogger.com at this time. It would be an effective stress test to see if my rPi can host all those graphics before moving everything else over. Perhaps that is the wisest decision.

Friday, August 12, 2022

Bookwork Entry 5

The technical hurdles have been overcome, and I come to a decision regarding blogging. This is a slow process, but I'm glad I'm going through it. Regardless of Multi-Irons Syndrome, I need to focus on only one or two projects if I want to publish a book by the end of the year.

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12 AUGUST 2022
Bookwork 5: I know that I am finally recovering from this last bout of illness.

Fifteen minutes after I woke up this morning, I figured out what was wrong with the Apache server and fixed it.

The Pelican blog server is up and running on my Mac, rsync updates the rPi's web content across the network perfectly, and the website loads quickly to the outside. All I need is a vanity domain name, illustrations of the female romantic lead, and I'm ready to go!

As far as my latest bout of Multi-Irons Syndrome is concerned, I have decided to blog weekly still, and I am committed to finishing the fantasy book I'm co-authoring with an associate. That's what the second website is for.

Of course, this was only a test case. I still need to migrate cootey.com to my rPi, then tackle the remaining blog issue.

What blog issue?

What platform do I want to use instead of Blogger.com? Can Pelican handle the Blogger.com naming conventions? Do I still want to blog about mental health? Can I seriously blog weekly about ADHD and depression at The Splintered Mind while working on a book based on my blog writings while also writing two fantasy novels?

No. Not likely. Something has got to go. I don't want to give up blogging, though. I enjoy it too much; I feel grounded when I blog; and I know that I have more people that I can help.

I have family that are ashamed of my blogging. They're either embarrassed for me or of me. They and others are convinced that blogging is a waste of my time. None of them spend any significant time with me, yet they all—ALL—think they know what's best for me. They never ask why I blog.

I guess that settles the matter of content. I want to continue helping people thru my writing, and so I shall continue honing my craft to that end.

 

This is a journal I am writing on my Kobo Elipsa eReader.

Thursday, August 11, 2022

Bookwork Entries 3-4

These tech-heavy entries focus on the nuts & bolts of hosting a blog. It's not exciting reading, but I needed to resolve this problem if I wanted full focus moving forward. Sometimes our most passionate goals require us to sludge through drudgery before we can attain what we seek. In this case, I want to host my blog on my home server, but have been putting off the grunt work because it's frightfully boring.

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11 AUGUST 2022
Bookwork 3: Blogger.com feels like abandon ware; comments have been broken for years; apps that support Blogger.com become abandonware; and what Google giveth, Google can taketh away. I'll probably be happier running blog software on my own server.

It's time to move off my current server anyway. Even though I set it up and paid for it for years, I've shared an account with my daughter since 2005. She's paid for my services, too–often accidentally–and now her husband is on it as well. It's time for daddy to be put out to pasture.

But migration is a lot of work, and I've been putting it off for years. Sickness. Disabilities. Raising a disabled daughter. There are bona fide reasons why I haven't jumped on this.

Do I love blogging enough to invest time and money on the backend? Google's service may have its issues, but it's free.

Alright. I'll bite the bullet. Tonight I will learn how to host two domains on my Raspberry Pi (rPi). I'm already hosting my family website on it. Then tomorrow I will back up my blog content in preparation for its new home.

All of this is extremely boring, however.

 

11 AUGUST 2022
Bookwork 4: Torture! Absolute torture! I spent hours tonight configuring my rPi to host two websites. Linux is just enough different from Unix to send me down the wrong path over and over again. And there I was wondering,"Gee, why have I been procrastinating this project again?"

A better question would be, "What does any of this have to do with writing a book?"

Well, the second site is for my pen name. There's not much content there. It's a great test case before migrating NINE HUNDRED blog entries from my main blog.

Stop whining, Douglas, and just get it done. The DC website works locally, but not outside of my network. You've obviously misconfigured something. All ports are open.

 

This is a journal I am writing on my Kobo Elipsa eReader.

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