Hello, dear readers, and welcome!
It always interests me where the idea for these blog posts come from. Sometimes, they come directly from my own work and life (more often than not, really), sometimes they come from articles or books I have read, and my thoughts on them, and sometimes they come from seemingly nowhere at all.
Today's post is a conglomerate of the former two.
Recently, I have been reading up on the craziness of the publishing world (blah, blah, blah, blah), which really is nothing new, and somewhere in between reading about the current ups and downs, and seeing writer's comments, I started thinking about production.
Or, rather, productiveness.
Do you find that you compare yourself to others -- especially other creators -- often? Do you find that you look at how much they are producing, or the "quality" of what they are producing, and find that you feel inadequate when compared to them? You might think: how on Earth do these writers manage to write full length novels in two weeks, when it has taken you two years to write one!
I'll take it another step: do you find that when you see or hear about how a peer's work is going -- usually how well, or how quickly -- you look at your own work, and then suddenly feel like you haven't done any work at all?
I know I'm terribly guilty of this, especially the latter. I always feel like I'm moving at snail's pace. But earlier today, I suddenly realized just how distracting and frustrating these comparisons could be, and that we really don't need to compare ourselves.
We all have our own abilities, and we all have our own ways of getting work done. Some of us need to outline, to spend time on the minute details. Some of us work better when we're in a certain atmosphere, or when it's a certain season. Some of us need to work with our hands and electronics both, and can't produce well if we're out of supplies, or out of our neatly organized office.
It's very difficult for me to get what most would consider a large amount of work done in a day. Between my medical issues and insomnia, I really am lucky if I can function even semi-well half the time; even tasks such as speaking or walking can become difficult -- part of why I can't have a "normal" job, and I do my best to make ends meet by my creative pursuits. My issues are debilitating to where sometimes I can't get anything more than a few sentences or pages written; a few hours of work may be a full day for me, because I just can't handle any more. But does that mean that I should feel bad about not getting "enough" done, or bad about the fact that my peers are accomplishing "more".
Let me ask you this, now: do you try your best when you work?
Since I was small, my mother has always said: "No one can ask for more than your best", and I truly believe that. My best isn't going to look like someone else's best, but you know, their work isn't going to look like mine, either -- for better or for worse. If we do our best, whether we accomplish no "more" than a few pages, or the outline of a drawing, we should be proud and accept not only our limits, but our creative contributions.
Rome wasn't built in a day, they say -- and if my words are built one hour at a time, I will endeavor to make every one of those hours the best that it can be.