Writing in 2017 about the perils of self-optimization:
The past 14 years have regularly featured junctures where I had to get rid of something I liked doing so I could do something I liked doing more. Some of that was low-hanging fruit (I haven’t watched TV regularly in more than a decade), but after getting rid of the empty calories in my activity diet, I had to start making hard choices.
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Some of these choices were tough. I have all but given up on re-reading books, despite the undeniable pleasure and value to understanding the authors' craft, which is easier to unpick on subsequent readings. But I have more than 20 linear feet of books I’ve promised to read for blurbs and reviews, and reading those books _also _teaches me something about the craft, _also _brings me pleasure, _also _makes me a better reviewer, and also makes me a better citizen of science fiction, who contributes to the success of worthy new books.
I am rediscovering the pleasures of re-reading books.
Some social media tools – like Facebook – make for fun (if problematic) socializing, and all social media pays some dividend to authors who are hoping to sell books and activists who are hoping to win support, but Twitter also teaches me to be a better writer by making me think about brevity and sentence structure in very rigorous ways (and from an activist perspective, Twitter is a better choice because it, unlike Facebook, doesn’t want the web to die and be replaced by its walled garden) – so Twitter is in, and Facebook is out.
This essay has got me thinking about opportunity costs, particularly regarding social media.