I am terrified of not being perfect — mortally afraid of being judged as unworthy.
For many years, I’ve mostly stuck to doing things I already knew how to do. That was safer. I had been writing for the public since I was in high school. I had taken photos and done graphic design — for newspapers, magazines and advertising — since I was a teen.
My work wasn’t perfect, but I was competent enough to feel like an expert. I could put my work in front of the public — expose myself in a very real way — without fear of looking too foolish.
Lately, I’ve been trying something at which I’m a beginner. I’m a rank amateur. And I am terrified.
Liberal NPR, PBS? Why should tax money pay to influence culture?
When people push inner buttons, it’s easy to spiral down into dark
How would you live differently if you knew when death was coming?
Marriage is a business decision, not just matter of romantic love
Political satire works best when exaggerated truth is at its core
U.S. debt per capita worse than basket cases such as Greece
THE McELROY ZOO: Meet Thomas, the aloof loner of my menagerie