I think this is my life motto too. Or maybe I just wish it was because it probably needs to be.
I’ve been writing my blog for just over a month now and shockingly it’s still going. Usually by now, motivation has ebbed, I’m bored, I feel like I have nothing to write about, I wonder why I bother screaming into the void that is the internet, so I stop writing and eventually delete all my posts. I’m sure the followers I have really appreciate reading the same posts over and over again every time I delete a blog and then start a new one. Each of my blogs has had the same theme so I seem to write variations of the same posts every time I start a new blog. So you’re welcome for wasting your time. Glad I could help you procrastinate with your lives and your own writing.
I’ve followed a few bloggers who have also done this. I check in every time they write a new post and then one day they disappear. Kidnapped? Arrested? Abducted by aliens? Joined an Amish nudist colony? Who knows.
Obviously we all started a blog for a reason. But it’s easy to forget the why and focus on the why bother. What’s the point when you pour your heart into a post only to get a handful of views, maybe a like, and no comments?
I think the only reason I’m still going so far is that I finally promised myself I would be a writer. Not necessarily a good writer or a successful writer, but a writer all the same. And you know what you have to do to be a writer? Write! *GASP*
And while journaling is all fine and dandy, it’s weird to put a whole bunch of time into something and never share it with someone. Journaling has its own mental health purposes, but I feel like most writing needs, if not craves, an audience. It’s like the Island of Misfit Toys – every toy wants a child to play with it and every piece of writing wants a reader to read it.
So I continue to post.
But my problem is that I’m lazy and FULL of excuses. And I’ve also recently discovered (or accepted) that I’m kind of a perfectionist too. One of these characteristics sets me up to never start anything and the other sets me up to never finish anything. Perfect…
So this is where my “Good Enough” motto comes in. At some point finishing needs to be more important than being perfect. And starting is more important than all the excuses I can come up. And while some destinations may be better than others they don’t have to be perfect, they just have to be good enough.
So while I’d love to tell you about all the successes I’ve had in my life this past month, there’s not many worth bragging about. Because in the end, knowing you’re a lazy perfectionist and doing something about it just aren’t the same things. Intentions fall flat, motivation wanes and life gets in the way. But I pick myself up, dust myself off, and keep plodding along.
I’m a writer and I’m still here and I’m still posting, so I’m going to put that in the win column.