Thank you NaBloPoMo.
I have learned so much, or shall I say I’m learning so much. My evaluation of yesterday’s post, on a scale of 1 – 10, was zero. Okay, maybe one. (After all, I did include my old sketch of Oreos – actually the Newman knock-off sandwich cookies.)
I do believe that one of the ‘reasons’ why I gave myself such a low score was the topic…not only difficult, but also gigantic. And there were other factors at play: a busy day and fatigue… In truth I didn’t want to write or post anything, but… I am stubborn and I’ve made a commitment to do NaBloPoMo, so, even though I didn’t like what I was posting, I hit publish and went to bed.
In the night (so much happens then, ‘intelligence gathering’, I call it, except that it’s intelligence of the unconscious, not the thinking mind) I realized that what I posted (published still seems like a different thing altogether) were simply my preliminary notes on the subject. Which is fine, actually. Yes, I sort of wish I had known, or seen, that that’s what they were at the time, but hey…so be it.
When I hurried down here to write this morning, the Brené Brown book from which I have been quoting arose from the chaos of my desk. Subtitle: “Let Go of Who You Think You’re Supposed to Be and Embrace Who You Are”. Oh. Yeah.
For decades, in my work as a writing coach and teacher, I have been telling students & clients the wisdom of the writing sages. They all say it in one way or another. “Basically it’s about practice (like everything). You have to do some lame, lousy, crappy ‘bad’ writing to get to the good writing.” Well, coach, listen to thyself.
So, in fact I’m glad that I did (wrote & posted) what I did yesterday. Woke me up, in a way. Yes, this challenge to my self, to push and begin wrangling with the more dense elements of my topic has been/is really great. I’m much further along that I was 24 days ago. But “progress not perfection” has long been a mantra of mine and I am invoking it again on this cold November morning.