Sunday, June 10 : The A.D.D. Detective
ADD
by Leigh Lundin
The title James awarded me isn’t just frivolous, I really am ADD. At one time, ADD was thought to be mainly a male disorder, particularly the hyperactive component, ADHD, but someone finally noticed that young boys, frogs, things that explode, and hyperactivity tend to go together. I don’t have the hyperactive component, at least not anymore, and I haven’t exploded anything in, well, weeks.
A number of characteristics can be profiled for ADD people, but simplified traits would include the following:
- high creativity
- off-the-ceiling IQ
- a brain that never shuts off
- tendency toward social ineptness
- attraction towards computers and visuals
- high consumption of caffeine without typical side-effects
Sound like a writer near you?
The authors of the book, Driven to Distraction, rightly contend that ADD should not be viewed as a affliction, but as an asset. ADD actually helps many of us create. It also implies that we may be rotten in business and the ordinary grind that life demands but, without creativity, we wouldn’t have art, and without art, we wouldn’t have the wonderful visions that make life worth living.
Furthermore, many of us, myself included, owe a debt to those around us who try their best to keep us on life’s track and out of trouble. Without them, we wouldn’t be able to do what we do best.
Self-Medication
Caffeine is medicine for ADD. As one researcher put it, caffeine ‘cools the brain’, slows down the rush of ideas flooding through the neural pathways. When I have difficulty sleeping, I drink caffeine to relax. When I’m concentrating, Coke (the liquid kind), helps me focus. Otherwise without it, … er, … What was I saying?
Excuse me, now. I need caffeine.
Nonplussed
Sticks and stones can break my bones, but words can really annoy me. Three times in recent days, I have come across the term “pre-published”, and of course, I thought of “pre-pregnant” and even pondered the meaning of “pre-gnant”. I first heard “pre-published” mentioned in connection with the Romance Writers of America, which puts out a nice magazine called the RWR. The term, of course, refers to members of the RWA who are yet to be published. They are certainly not alone in using it. According to my calculations, the vast majority of the world can claim to be pre-published, particularly where illiteracy is high.
For three or four years, I have been irritated with the Oxford Dictionary that ships with the Macintosh OS-X and the Oxford paperback as well. The dictionary and thesaurus are wonderful conveniences, not quite as powerful as my old American Heritage Dictionary I used through OS-9, but still great to have and it bears the weight of authority. Except occasionally, I come across their concept of Americanisms that rock me back with a “Huh?!”
The worst of their Americanized definitions is “nonplussed”, which irritated me so much I even tried, without success, to contact the Oxford editors. I regret having to do this to my readers, but allow me to share their usage note with you:
USAGE: In standard use, nonplussed means “surprised and confused”: the hostility of the new neighbor’s refusal left Mrs. Walker nonplussed. In North American English, a new use has developed in recent years, meaning “unperturbed”more or less the opposite of its traditional meaning: hoping to disguise his confusion, he tried to appear nonplussed . This new use probably arose on the assumption that non- was the normal negative prefix and must therefore have a negative meaning. Although the use is common, it is not yet considered standard. The preferred spelling is nonplussed.
I have lived and/or worked in 42 of the 50 states and parts of Canada, and I have never heard this abomination expressed as they define it for us. I’m starting to suspect a conspiracy, that if they slip a few more of these faux definitions into our vocabulary, that our great nation will eventually be reduced to drooling idiocy, perhaps one day prone to embracing such concepts as Preventive War.
For the record, I did not actually choose the title of Leigh’s column–he suggested “A.D.D. Detective” and I added “The” at the beginning. My own column’s title, “The Scribbler”, was formerly the name of my last independent blog and was chosen for its similarity to Addison and Steele’s “Spectator” and “Tatler” and Johnson’s “Rambler”, all 18th century literary newspapers, the blogs of their day, influenced by the fact that Alexander Pope signed letters to newspapers as “Martinus Scriblerus”. I did suggest “High-Heeled Gumshoe” to Melodie, but “Femme Fatale”, “Bandersnatches”, and “Tune It or Die!” all originated with their authors–although I did add the exclamation mark to Rob’s title.
Lest you think that by acceding to Leigh’s ADD reference, I demonstrated some insensitivity, I might mention that I, along with every single one of my brothers and sisters and my father and some nieces and nephews, have been diagnosed with Obsessive Compulsive Disorder (OCD), a not uncommon aberration among writers, and that one of my brothers-in-law has a severe case of ADD that nonetheless has not interfered with his highly productive career as a psychotherapist.
My OCD is not Mr. Monk’s. OCD expresses itself in many bizarre ways, very few of which are amusing. I do not like Monk at all because I think the show trivializes a condition I am all too familiar with.
My fastidiousness with language is not a symptom of OCD, either, because that is the result of rational choice. There is nothing rational about OCD, although it frequently operates productively, particularly in professions that demand close attention to detail.
Very interesting column. I have said often I had ADD before it was popular. I take my caffiene in diet coke and some coffee. It is somewhat calming, but I thought I was having major withdrawal if I tried to cut back because everyone and their dog says about caffiene (fill in the blank here). Most say they can’t sleep if they have caffiene before bed, I can’t sleep if I don’t!
By the way, I am not pre-published but have come close to being pre-excited only to be nonplussed when the rejection letters pre-packed my postal box. Ah….doncha’ love the brain never shuttin’ off?
Again, enjoyed your article.
(chuckling) Nicely put, Alisa.
alisa, you are among friends here. I share your addictions, too. A day without coffee is when someone’s gonna die — let’s just hope it’s only on paper. More than that, let’s not ever run out of coffee, especially with a shot or two of espresso please, and throw in something chocolate and I am there. Great article, Leigh!
Alisa: I think you’re absolutely correct about coffee before bed. If I have two cups in the evening, I might have trouble getting to sleep. But if I don’t have my one ceremonial night-time cup of joe, I’m almost guaranteed not to get to sleep.
Leigh: You’re story about the Oxford Dictionary had me completely plussed!