Just. Hit. Publish.
This is a NaBloPoMo entry for November 2008
Lately, no matter what I write or how much I write, I tend to think that whatever I am writing is “utter poo” (to take the phrase from Cyn 
) and just have been unable to bring myself to hit “Publish” on WordPress. Last I checked, I have over 60 posts in “draft” format, ranging in subjects of introspective pieces on motherhood to humorous examples of why I shouldn’t be allowed in a craft store to educational essays on topics like cloth diapering and babywearing. And yet, I just can’t publish them for whatever reason. Not well researched enough. Not funny enough. Not original enough. Not… whatever… enough.
Will anything be good enough for me?
Were I still in my angsty, prolonged adolescence phase (geez, when did that end?), I’d probably wax poetic about how nothing will ever be good enough, boo hoo, woe is me, pity me and comment to show me that my attention whoring has paid off kthxbai. But I’m not in that phase anymore and know that in the end, I have to cut myself some slack. And perhaps lower my standards to something, I dunno, attainable. And be thankful for what I have and what I can already do and learn to take the positives of that to build on.
Holy shit, am I still talking about my writing? :/
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My name is Michelle. I write, I shoot and I mom, not necessarily in that order. I'm aware that 'mom' isn't widely accepted as a verb but I think it should be.I'm a self-professed geek and caffeine addict. (Some may argue that the latter is a requirement of the former.) I live with my husband and our daughter in the California Delta.
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