When I was five or so I wanted to write. Neatly. I remember that absolute anger at my perceived scrawl. Nowadays almost half a century on, I think my handwriting is pretty good. That persistence paid off. I couldn’t read well. I still don’t. I double read and muddle up it’s actually pretty hard work for me. Most people wouldn’t tell or even care.
I articulate my thoughts into words and there are mistakes. Many, grammatical glaring errors. I forget full stops, miss out letters, don’t really know where to put colons or semi colons. Make up paragraphs and even words. So to an organized brain, I guess, my creations are possibly irritating, and incomprehensible.
For many years I was paralized by ‘my inability’ to be correct. By not meeting academic targets and at that time no one knew I had a label. Thank goodness they didn’t I say. And Thank goodness I didn’t, I just grew up being reminded I was disorganised, had poor concentration not fulfilling my potential.
But here’s something I learned to do when I learned to not give a damn and value my urge to produce art and words
Just write, paint create and get the spirit of what you want to say out there. It doesn’t really matter if the piece is for you or the public. Just enjoy the process. You can always check and double check later or get someone else to do so. But I find, I prefer not to, it ruins the feel of something for me and if someone else perfects it, well it’s just not wholey mine.. and that matters to me.
So there you have it. Enjoy my work if it resonates with you and you gain some pleasure from it in anyway but if the mistakes irritate the shit out of you try to have a nice day being perfect while the rest of us go about in glorious imperfection. I know which one I prefer.
Side note: I’m not belittling technically correct script, I’m just seeing the beauty in creating in the moment. Editors have their place!!
Second side note: I do sometimes attempt to edit – I care a bit 😊
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