Poets' Odd Jobs

This reminds me of Steven Pressfield's works. The professional does what they need to do to complete the work. Once the work is done, they being to allocate for the next one.

This reminds me of a book I recently enjoyed: Lost in the Cosmos: the Last Self Help Book by novelist Walker Percy. One of his best questions was on "the problem of re-entry", i.e. how does one go from plumbing the very depths of existence/meaning back to the mundane of standing in line to buy groceries. How does one "re-enter" "normal life"? The book doesn't so much as answer the question as make the reader ponder it, but it does have an interlude on writers and their propensity toward alcohol (which, given his career as a novelist, one could say he has valid insight into).

WARNING: personal, non-verifiable theory about to be presented

When coming across modern writers I will often check their biography to see what odd-jobs they have had. I feel that modern man can become so insulated in modern life (e.g. spending an entire career in academia with, say, no hobbies that are grounded in actual life such as fishing, serious gardening, etc) that he can become very disconnected and overly "heady" or "abstract". As such, I often am glad to see when an artist or writer has some terribly mundane and tactile job on their resume. I know that as somebody drawn to the arts I have been incredibly thankful for my unplanned career in software as it has opened my eyes to many naive thoughts I had as to "how the world works".

We're bad poets and we know it - our git history shows it.

You reminded me of the “Git and GitHub for Poets” tutorial videos that Daniel Shiffman did for his Coding Train YouTube channel.

I wrote one once that I tried to also express using bad UML, as a sort of artistic experiment.

It was...not great. I still think the work was a decent expression of my emotional state at the time, even if the UML-ified version sucked.

(but then, _a lot_ of UML sucks, so....)