The Freedom of Good Enough Writing

Sometimes the pressure to ‘write well’ can get in the way.

  • Get in the way of writing when we mean to (plan to, ‘have to’.)
  • Get in the way of enjoying it.
  • Get in the way of writing what we really want to say.

Your comments and feedback on Alex Fayle’s guest post on ‘when should you not write?’ got me thinking.  Then Christine Kane’s ‘Get Creative’ newsletter arrived in my in-box and reminded me of the pleasure of doing things the imperfect way.

The freedom and liberation that comes from good enough.

And this reminded me, in turn, of another poem I wrote in Sardinia.

It was written quickly, to get me out of a block: the kind of block that comes when you’re trying to find some clever words to capture the moment, to write something well so you can share your work with others, to come up, quickly, with something interesting to say.

So I went for a poem instead. ‘Just writing’… what I saw, and felt. Writing my way through the moment of disquiet.

Plus I don’t have any expectations of myself as a poet… and I’d really like to keep it that way.  Because writing what you’re feeling, right there, right then, without concern for how good it is…well, that’s a precious form of liberation.

Although I am going to share the poem, seeing as how you liked the last one (Still).

This one is called Too Hard, and it was inspired by this chair.

Chair in the Wood
Too Hard

This seat looks near perfect.

Seat shaped.

Natural.

Waiting for her.

Look up, and there it is,

The frame of the tree,

The open page,

The blank screen waiting for the words,

The promise of the landscape,

The week drifting ahead.

But in all honesty

It’s all too flippin’ hard.

Her legs ache

She shifts uncomfortably

It doesn’t bend witih her

Just sits and waits, stubbornly.

The frame of the tree

Isn’t an invitation

But a tease, a sneer:

‘Look at you,

The landscape’s open

And you can’t write a thing’

The seat and the frame

It’s too damned

Hard

The only way to write

Is to ignore their

Demands

And

Go the other way.

You’ll never write a thing

On a chair that resists you

When you’re

Trying

Too hard.