Inside baseball

A friend read something of mine recently and said one item was, maybe, “a little inside baseball.”

It’s an American expression, means you’re sharing detail that only a fellow obsessive would find interesting. The uninitiated just want to watch the game.

I have this habit. I know I do. My instinct, almost always, is to show the working.

Why do I do it? Not just as a habit but as a need. Is it generosity? Insecurity – wanting credit for the effort? Is it that process is sometimes more interesting to me than the finished thing?

Yes, to all of the above.

When is it good / not so good?

Depends who is reading, obvs, but there’s a difference between explanation and story.

Explanation says: here are the steps, here is how it works. It assumes you share my fascination with sheer mechanism. Story says: here is what happened, here is what it felt like, here is what it cost. It doesn’t require you to care about the craft – just to be human.

When process becomes story – the wrong turn, the unexpected discovery, the moment it finally clicked – that’s not inside baseball. That’s a story that (bonus!) has a workshop inside it.