I love to write. I think that’s pretty obvious by now. I’ve always loved to write. When I was really little I remember typing a story on my mom’s computer and finding it years later…only to discover that it was three sentences long! Then I wrote a children’s story while I was in elementary school. And attempted a novel in junior high. I’ve realized since that I love to write…period…but I’d much rather write about real life than made up stories. Unless one day I come up with a REALLY great idea…I’ll let you know if I do!
When I was in high school, my first English teacher since being homeschooled, was a sweet lady. But she was not an amazing teacher. I actually was asked (by her) to teach the class for one day in the ninth grade! She was a lot of fun, but I wasn’t really challenged at all by her in the subject. Then finally, by my senior year, we got teacher who was serious business. We read things like The Great Gatsby and talked about symbolism and stuff like that. And I wrote serious papers about real writing.
As much of a writer as I am, I’m really not incredibly strong in punctuation or even in spelling at times. I try, but I’m comma happy and exclamation point happy. I’m just happy okay?!? Anyway, there was this one girl in my class who did everything perfectly. You know those people who like literally do EVERYTHING perfectly? Yep. That was her. She always got 100 percent or 99 percent (on an off day obviously!) on her papers, while I always got in the 90 to 95 percent range. Why? Because my punctuation was always off no matter how hard I tried. One day, I read one of this girl’s papers out of curiosity. I was super surprised when I read it. It was perfect. Clearly. However, it was the most clinical and unfeeling essay on literature ever. I’m not trying to criticize her, because honestly she was very gifted in a lot of things (like math and science) that I am very much not. I just found it interesting that her paper, which was technically perfect, got a perfect score, whereas my paper, which was much more creative and heartfelt, received a lower grade. At the time I was kind of frustrated. I mean, I understood that my errors weren’t to be overlooked in a grading situation. But my paper was just so much BETTER. I’m not trying to brag or be mean about it, it’s just that I knew that my paper had heart and feeling and a lot of thought put into it.
It was a good lesson for me. Because life is just not perfect. It is just not worth it to me to lose all creativity just to get a perfect score. I’m not interested in things that are clinical or technically perfect. I’m interested in things that are meaningful and overflowing with passion and LIFE. Those things tend to come with flaws. I had to decide that I was most likely never going to be perfect at punctuation because I’m much too conversational in the way that I write, so I had to let go of my competitive side and just be who I am. I’m never going to be a “technically perfect” type of person. And that’s just okay with me. It does happen to be much easier now that no one’s grading me on stuff though! :)
This outfit is just kind of out of control crazy. And I love it! It’s a chaotic mix of things that are not technically perfect. But somehow, they all “feel” each other and they just work! It’s pretty much all vintage from head to toe…and I love the combo of the floral/plaid/fur!
I hope your week is off to an absolutely perfectly imperfect start!