This guy gets it.
“Well, you could quit, because it’s too hard to make stuff you aren’t already great at. You could convert all that pointless effort and practice back into MySpace updates and the production of funny cat pictures. No, it’s not technically the worst thing that could happen, but it’s a damned common pathway for fear to molder back into an emotional impulse to put on jammies and watch Judge Judy.”
Read Merlin Mann’s essay on Courageous Sucking. Go ahead, read it. I’ll wait.
It’s the perfectionist trap. “I can’t start that project now, I have to research every possible combination first.” That’s what often happens in my head, when I should just dive in and screw up a few times. I always remember the pain of failure, but I forget the valuable lessons you learn from it. I gritted my teeth and dove into making the polonaise, and just look at all the stuff I learned from Polonaise 0.1. It seriously sucked, but I feel like I emerged from beginner to intermediate seamstress along the way.
I’m going to make a more conscious effort to run and jump, nay, cannonball into new ideas.
Come on in, the water’s fine.