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The case for doing one thing badly, every day
We wait to be good before we begin. The people I admire most did the opposite, and kept a record of how bad it was.
By Ada Whitlock
For eleven months I wrote a paragraph each morning that I knew would not survive. The rule was simple: it could be clumsy, it could be wrong, but it had to exist by eight. Somewhere around month four, the paragraphs began to argue with each other, and that argument became the first good thing I'd written in years.
