Not Perfect, But Done
The book I’ve been working on is done. I know this because of the wave of relief that washed over me when I closed the back cover. Not perfect, but done. Not Hemingway or Bronte. But done.
“Not perfect, but done” does not mean that I’ve simply tossed up some work without any care or thought.
“Not perfect, but done” means to me that I’ve done my best, reviewed and corrected what I already know, and researched and learned what I didn’t.
I can accept “not perfect,” of course, because it’s a part of the human condition. “Perfect” is impossible to me, just like it’s impossible to you. Plus, I’ve always said that,
Perfect is boring!
And I still feel that way.
But why not keep going until it’s as perfect as it can be? Why stop at “done?”
· Because requiring perfection puts me in a constant state of second guessing myself. With that, nothing gets done. What use is all your work if you never put it out to the world?
· Because requiring perfection supposes that you can’t get a second chance. I believe that it’s not as much about the mistake you made, and more about the grace, effort and transparency you show when you fix it.
· Requiring perfection indicates that I don’t have confidence that my work is worthy to offer up. I’ve worked diligently to be able to make a difference in my niche. My work is worthy. And real. And practical. And honest. It doesn’t pretend to be anything it’s not.
· Requiring perfection ignores that no one can be everything to anyone.
My goal will never have “perfection” as its endpoint. My goal will involve getting as close as I can. I will pick a “point” and go there.
Along the way I’ll learn and grow. And I’ll be able to pass on at least some wisdom to someone who is on their way to where I’ve just been.
The good part is getting to the wisdom of the person who went ahead of me!