|1950s repurposed earrings|
|repurposed... and shiny!|
Fortunately for me, I'm not a perfectionist. I never have been. I am not setting out to write 10 amazing, blow-everybody's-socks-off songs. I just need a few new songs to bring to the workshop. Songs that are decent enough to share, but not so good that I'm married to them, and can't take constructive feedback on them productively.
In other words, all I need is good enough.
So, I'm working on making a regular practice of songwriting again. And I intend to make a lot of big, bad, ugly messes. Forced rhymes, cheesy sentiments, tired cliches, lines that don't quite work, etc. Because I know from past experience, that's how you get to the good. Or at least, the good enough. Practice has never made me perfect. But on a good day, it's made me good enough.