I have a new notebook for journalling. The timing worked out well; I used the last page of my previous journal on the last day of the month. Such lovely synchronicity. I have a new notebook and that’s an intimidating thing. I’ve already started wrong. I bought a small notebook this time – five by seven. I was seduced by its pretty floral cover but … Continue reading When the notebook is new: thoughts about eating disorders.
I’ve not been a crafty person. I used to wish I was but unfortunately, I’m not good at the things I’ve tried. Not instantly good at them, at any rate, and that’s something I expect. Demand, even. If it’s not perfect, it’s crap or something like that… Continue reading Crafty people.
If everything was perfect, I’d be okay. My brain would be at ease. I know this, absolutely. I have no evidence to support this belief but it has rattled in my brain forever. If only I was perfect, everything would be fine… Continue reading If everything was perfect.
“editing is one of those steps that i used to skip when i wrote things. i never reread what i wrote; what would have been the point? wasn’t it perfect? didn’t my words land on the page in the best possible configuration? how could i possibly improve on the perfection inspiration brings?” Continue reading perfectionism, editing, and good enough
From Famine to Feast 