Okay, forget all of that noise. No carefully considered “context pieces” after all.
That was really just me worried about quality, second-guessing myself. Finding great reasons to do hold back, do nothing. Missing the whole point of this project.
As I scribbled in a notebook this very morning:
Man, this blog is giving me fits. The tension between publishing every day—with the purpose of forcing myself into at least some review loops so that I can actually get better—and the worry that I’m not better enough and should wait to start publishing every day.
That’s not the point, the point is to see what would happen if I acted like it were my assignment, my restriction, to document every day (albeit with a one-week lead time, as I’m currently conceiving of it. My worry is overblown, it’s all prospective. I will learn as I go, I will get good at this.
So that’s that! Permission to be boring, permission to publish crap, permission to suck—is hereby granted. It’s the only way to stop sucking. Remember, the point is not what I have after any given day, the point is to see what a year adds up to.