I’ve published a whole bunch of blog posts this weekend – six since yesterday afternoon.
Some of them are crappy. Some of them are half-formed thoughts. Some of them are clusterfudges of stream-of-consciousness nonsense.
But it’s been a while, and I need to get myself back in practice.
When I was in college, I was constantly revising and re-editing papers. It was never done – never all the way done. I could always think of something to add, a part to polish. I sometimes would just submit a paper I wasn’t proud of because I was sick of editing it.
That’s not exactly how I feel today, but it’s probably related. Today, I am thinking about re-committing to a daily writing practice, and I am feeling like it will be beneficial to get all these wacky half-written blog posts out in the universe and out of my head, to make space for creative inspiration to emerge.
And, I am reminding myself that what I put out in the world does not have to be perfect. In fact, it probably never will be perfect. And that’s okay.