For some reason, this doesn't stop me from talking, but it often stops me from writing.
Lately, though, I've been thinking about the importance of just getting it down. If I have an idea for something, even if I'm not sure I can execute it, I need to just start, and just finish, a first draft. After all, it's a first draft - it's a lump of clay; it doesn't need to look like a, I don't know, Greek god. But I need to get the clay first.
Sorry for the extended metaphor. I find them extremely helpful. This particular one just illuminated the fact that I tend to get down on myself when my first draft isn't the final draft, or something close. How silly of me!
P.S. Just finished reading Miranda July's collection of short stories, No One Belongs Here More Than You. Glorious! Would that I had a voice as distinct as hers, and an imagination as detailed.
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