I've written twice before (here and here) about my experiences writing 10 ideas a day, as prompted by the book Become An Idea Machine: Because Ideas Are The Currency Of The 21st Century by Claudia Azula Altucher. It's laid out as a 180-day exercise book: every day, you get a prompt, and you write 10 ideas about it.
I started this journey on December 13th, 2015, and as hard as this is to believe: I'm done. I did it. I wrote out 10 ideas, every damn day, for six months. 1,800 ideas. I have had ideas about soap operas. About jokes to make children laugh. About alternate names for American Airlines. About my finances, my mind, my personality, my future. Things to be grateful for, things to share with others, things to tell myself, and so much more.
It's been the first of my (too?) many daily rituals: the first thing I do after turning my alarm off in the morning is reach for the book and a colored pen. It's going to be weird to wake up tomorrow and not have that. I'm not sure what to do with that time! Freewrite ten more ideas? Journal? Head straight to my yoga practice? There just doesn't seem to be enough time in each day at the moment to tick all the boxes I'd like to.
So have I changed, from scribbling down all these usually-but-perhaps-not-always silly ideas? According to the book, I am now an Idea Machine. Ideas should be "exploding" out of me. I should be "unstoppable in every situation" (p. 19).
That's a little bit of a stretch, sure, but there's no denying life has changed. It's not exclusively due to my idea book, but am I more confident? Am I trying new things? Am I trusting myself just a little bit more and feeling prouder and believing I can make the positive changes I'm looking for? Do I actually feel like I've got some good ideas in me that are going to lead somewhere?
And dare I say it? That's a pretty cool feeling.