I’m a perfectionist. (Did you know that?)
I spend hours writing each of my blog posts. And then when I’ve finally finished deleting, adding and substituting words, I often hit ‘draft’ instead of ‘publish’ because I’m still not quite satisfied with what I’ve written. And If I do publish a post, I often return at a later date to change a word here or there. Nothing I write ever seems quite right.
The same thing happens when I’m making podcasts. Oh my, you should see my file of ‘failed’ podcasts. Yesterday, I added another one to the pile. “How did your podcast go, Mum?” my daughter Imogen asked me, and I replied, “It wasn’t quite right. It didn’t flow.” And with a sigh, I added, “I’ll have to record it again.”
Then there’s the subject matter. I think: I can’t write about that. It’s not interesting enough. Why would anyone want to read a post about my family… my life… my thoughts…? I need a bigger idea. And so I don’t even start writing.
But just imagine if I didn’t worry so much about being perfect. I’d publish more posts and podcasts. Would that be good or bad? Perhaps I’d publish things not worth reading or listening to? Flood my blog with a lot of rubbish. Perhaps less is best?
I wonder if anyone else has the same problem as me. Do you agonise over every word? Or do you just write what you want to say, and then publish your post without worrying about it having to be perfect?
So how long did it take me to write this post? Well, I’m still drinking the cup of tea I made before I opened my laptop. And I never drink cold tea. So it didn’t take me long at all. Can you tell?
Image: Puppy love. Is there anything more perfect?