In the past few days I took a good look at my original writing and realized that after I finished the book I had been working on at the beginning of 2016, I had completely failed at all my other writing goals for the year. Worse still, I was failing my goals right now because it is the 10th of the month and I barely have 3,000 words written

And you know what my problem was? Perfectionism.

I get paralized by perfectionism, and my writing freezes to a halt. And it’s not outright perfectionism, it’s just this feeling of something I’m writing being “not quite right” that stops me, and it’s so insidious that I hadn’t managed to identify it for what it is.

Well, time to fight it, at any rate. My goal for today is 1,500 words.

Wish me luck