For those of us with woefully average gray matter, our minds have limited reach. For the past, our minds are enthusiastic but incompetent archivists, storing, retrieving, and constantly rewriting our histories. In the present, our minds reach for the most provocative fragments of ideas, often choosing what’s shiny over what’s clear.

Writing provides scaffolding. Structure for the unstructured, undisciplined mind. It’s a practical tool for thinking more effectively. And sometimes, it’s the only way to truly begin to think at all.

Let’s call your mind’s default setting “perpetual approximation mode.” A scrap of gossip, a romantic interest, a business idea, a shower argument to reconcile some long-lost scrap of dignity. We spend more time mentally rehearsing activities than actually doing them. You can spend your entire life hopping among these shiny fragments without searching for underlying meaning until tragedy, chaos, or opportunity slaps you into awareness.

Writing forces you to tidy that mental clutter. To articulate things with a level of context and coherence the mind alone can’t achieve. Writing expands your working memory, lets you be more brilliant on paper than you can be in person.

While some of this brilliance comes from enabling us to connect larger and larger ideas, much of it comes from stopping, uh… non-brilliance. Writing reveals what you don’t know, what you can’t see when an idea is trapped in your head. When a thought is in your mind alone, it’s infected with biases, blind spots, and assumptions you aren’t aware of. As Francis Bacon wrote, “Reading maketh a full man… writing maketh an exact man.”

At its best, writing (and reading) can expose the ugly, uncomfortable, or unrealistic parts of your thoughts. It can pluck out parasitic ideas burrowed so deeply that they imperceptibly steer your feelings and beliefs. Sometimes this uprooting will reveal that the lustrous potential of a new idea is a mirage, or that your understanding of someone’s motives was incomplete, maybe your own projected bullshit reflected back to you.

If you’re repeatedly drawn to a thought, feeling, or belief, write it out. Be fast, be sloppy.

Just as children ask why, why, why, you can repeat the question “why do I think/feel/believe this?” a few times. What plops onto the page may surprise you. So too will the headspace that clears from pouring out the canned spaghetti...

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