Cooking Lobsters (or, Another Study in Perfectionism)

Maine LobsterThe problem with perfectionists, albeit not the only one, is that they’re like lobsters about to be cooked. They’re not only the lobsters placed into the pot, but they’re also the chefs tossing them in and closing the lid behind them.Continue Reading

Mountains out of Mole Hills

Mountains and Mole HillsThe problem with perfectionists, albeit not the only one, is that they make mountains out of mole hills. A failure to rise to the occasion. A moment of stupidity. An error that not even an eighteen-year-old rookie writer should or would have made.

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Perfectionism is the Enemy

Red Leash
I long ago learned to keep a tight leash on my perfectionism. If I didn’t, it would run circles around me and trip me. Scraped knees and elbows. Bruised shins. Never a pretty picture, and I should know as someone who’s had her fair share of knees and elbows meeting pavement.

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