If not now, when?
There’s no such thing as a completed work, and that’s why I never get anything done.
On September 10, 2019, I stood in a school supply store staring at a pile of notebooks I was planning to buy, knowing I had chosen one too many. I wondered if the journal I had picked out was worth the money I was about to spend on it, or whether it would join the colossal company of other empty notebooks that I had told myself I would use to practice my writing. I contemplated putting the book back on the shelf.
On many a day before and after September 10, 2019, I had told countless friends, family members, and professors that I was planning on starting a blog. I feared that this dream was to become another passion project that I would have to bury in my graveyard of unfinished business, once again snuffed out by my perfectionist tendencies. I had to put to rest the impulse not to share my work with the world before I considered it perfect. My father has always taught me two things, and for a long time I thought that they held conflicting messages. Now, I know that they work in tandem. He says:
- Whatever you do, do it well.
- Don’t let the perfect be the enemy of the good.
Those are the two mantras I hope will guide me as I explore this new way to share my writing. I called this page “52 things that matter” because I tell myself that writing at least one thing that’s important to me each week for the next year is a reasonable goal. I welcome any and all feedback! I am sure that what I write here won’t be perfect, and that’s good. Perfection is less so the goal than consistency, discipline, and practice are. What’s important, in short, is that I write.
Twelve days ago, I bought that notebook. Today, I am starting my blog.