SeleniumToday is another grey morning. I don’t mind grey mornings; I never have. In fact, I usually find them cozy and comforting in their own way. Today is a bit unsettling though. Maybe it’s because I saw a scary movie yesterday, perhaps it’s because the calendar has flipped back around to that time when the most unhelpful hormone overdose threatens to throw my entire brain out of whack for a whole week. Whatever the reason, today is work. Old fashioned, slogging methodically through the steps, work. It’s a dangerous time for me because it’s so easy to feel like an imposter who is trying to play at writing. I haven’t finished a novel or story yet. I haven’t published anything, not a short story, essay, haiku…nothing. I’m actually not big on restrictive rhyme schemes. I doubt I’ll ever work on haikus. But I digress. The question of this Monday is, as always, what the heck am I doing here?
As I’m slogging through the self-doubt and questions, I came across an older idea that I apparently just really needed to see this morning.
One Percent Infinity
It’s not about leaping for perfection in one go or relying on manic bursts of creative energy, nope, it’s just about committing to improving by one percent, every day, forever. The one percent infinity (1%∞) actually comes from a food blog course. I may be interested in writing a variety of things, but a food blog is not an ambition of mine. H
It reminds me of something I’ve been telling myself for months, I just forgot it for a moment. So far, I’ve worked my way into a sustainable habit of daily creativity and regular writing. I have at least 60k words in one story draft, and brainstorm lists for the essays I want to tackle. Before last November, it had been almost 20 years since I had tried to write anything creatively. I’ve made progress on getting old muscles back in shape, and I need to keep focusing on the one percent each day. I initially thought that telling people that I was trying to write would be a great thing, it would be motivating, to have it out in the open and talked about. It is, in a way, but the downside to that means that people ask where the finished product is, and when it isn’t done, the whole exchange just becomes embarrassing. I’m honestly not sure whether I made the right or wrong choice there, but I did it, so I just have to live with it now. Luckily, I didn’t say it to the whole world, I think I would regret that, a lot.
Now, to conquer today’s one percent! Happy Monday!
Ps – The actual goal resources that are inspiring me this morning, and shaping my week’s to-do list (because I’m not an expert at, well, anything).
