My Ink Dance

Discovering Extraordinary Grace in an Ordinary Life

Still Holding On

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I may not have hit the ground with a thud yet, but I’m hanging on for dear life. I can’t let go this time. I will not let my need for perfect override my need for progress. Here, right now, these words are progress.

I’m learning things here in my imperfect world of words. I’m learning that it will never be perfect. I know all writers say that, but I have a feeling I’m going to need to remind myself of this often. I’m learning that I don’t need to love the process but I do have to endure it if I want to get anywhere other than here. And I’m starting to learn what moves me is what should make my fingers move, otherwise it’s all for show.

I glance at the word count below and realize it’s not enough. But I glance at the publish button to the side and realize that this is perfect. It is enough because it is something and that’s all I needed.

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