I suffer with perfectionism… big time. I am trying to write a book at present, and I keep stalling. I fear it will never get done, I fear it won’t be good enough. The thing is, if I don’t start, the first will be true, and I’ll never learn how to bring a book from idea to conception.
The fact is, starting is learning. Making mistakes is learning. I have the feeling I will have to keep telling myself that, but I’m sort of excited now I know I’m allowed to make mistakes.