No starting, only finishing
Here's a crazy idea. What if I finished something?
(Tempted to just leave the post here. That would be kind of fun.)
Finishing feels like a good idea. In lots of ways I'm pretty happy just pottering around with my thirty-five wips (not hyperbole) and innumerable other vague projects and little ideas. Other times I think it would be good to finish something, anything, because this has not happened for a while and I fear I might be losing the ability.
Two ways I could tackle this. First: no starting, only finishing. Second: only starting tiny little things I will then finish.
Perhaps I will try to finish a few things that are only a couple of sentences away from being finished. Then try a tiny little thing I've been thinking about for a while as a complete project.
Why don't I finish things?
- It's all very ended and final to actually finish a thing. (Scary! Mortal!)
- I hop on to newer shinier ideas before finishing the previous thing. (Shabby habits.)
- It's hard to finish but it's fun to start. (Psychology. Probably.)
It occurs to me that each blog post is a tiny little thing that I do finish and kick out the door. So maybe blogging is helping me with that too.
Just... getting back into the habit of actually finishing.