Is It Good Enough?

I can’t tell you how many times over the years that I have second guessed myself on something.  Often, they were not big things, but at the moment of decision, they were important to me.  I wish I had a dollar for every time I did not go with my gut because I over thought something, and later wished I hadn’t.

I was having a conversation with a friend today where we were discussing our measures of success when creating our blog.  We of course have our own styles.  Our own opinions. And our own motivations.  So it is kind of a moving target to quantify “what makes a successful post”?  I don’t think there is such a thing as a truly successful post, because to so state, we beg the question “according to whom”.

I believe a successful post is one where I have satisfied myself that it in fact says what I was trying to say.  It is ready for prime time.  Of course, I want you to like it too.  Orchestras expect applause, even if tonight’s performance is not quite as good as last nights. Why not me?  If no one ever says, “I like that”, I become a majority of one.  My light, shining in the darkness, has obviously gone out.

But, here is the question. It is not so much who do we write for, as much as why do we write at all?  What makes me want to say anything in the first place.  I think inside every writer is a gene that constantly whispers, “write that down”.  “Don’t let that thought get away”.  And an excitement is kindled and we suddenly realize that we just have to put our pen to paper and pontificate on that thought, that idea.

If you were to ask yourself “would I have written this if I thought no one would ever read it” the obvious answer, for me anyway, would probably be “no”.  But then I would probably split hairs and conclude that I still would have written it, but not published it.  Maybe in some future life someone would discover it and realize what a loss I was to this world.  Yeah, right.

I guess our individual motivations are personal.  I am no different then anyone else. I love good stats.  But my decisions to write or not to write are not predicated on “do I think people will like this.”  They lean more to “do I like this”? ” Does it satisfy me”? Beyond that, the rest is frosting, and some cakes have more frosting then others.

 

About oldmainer

I am a retired manager living in Southern Maine and a would be writer of poetry, narratives, short stories, and random opinions, and that's how Oldmainer was born. Recently, I decided to try an experiment. I added photography to the mix, using only a cheap cell phone with a limited camera and the editing software that came with it, and added the blog site Inklings at poormanspoet.wordpress.com to showcase the results. So, feel free to use whatever you find interesting or worthy, but please honor the terms of my copyright when and if you do. They may not be much, but they are still a piece of me. I appreciate your checking me out and hope that you find something that will encourage a return visit. Thanks for stopping by.
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3 Responses to Is It Good Enough?

  1. 😉 Well, there’s the post we were talking about. I love it. And I love frosting. Hahaha

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  2. scifihammy says:

    Very well written. 🙂
    I think if we are happy with our post, then that is the main thing – and anything else is just a bonus. 🙂
    And, yes I would (and have) still write things even if no-one would ever read them. 🙂

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  3. Sonya Kassam says:

    I agree, the writer has to be satisfied with his work, the rest is frosting (icing, as we say!)

    Like

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