Finish it

Finishing something, anything, feels awesome. It can be something small like making in through War and Peace. Or getting that lawn mowed, doing a spring clean, maybe.

It has to be something that requires an effort, even some dedication, if not a lot. Just as long as you do it from beginning to end.

Today we officially finish our project. We all worked very hard on it and for it to be finished on time, successfully.

We arrived at our goal two days ago. We celebrated in a small way. Today, with the official project end at hand, we celebrate big.

There is a bit of a bittersweet edge to our mood, because we will now be absorbed by another team, working on something else, having less responsibility.

But we will all still be part of the same team and our current boss expects us to make an impact. We all learned so much during the course of the project that it would be a shame to let it go to waste.

I think she counts on us not to let that happen.

I’m on my lunch break writing this. On the way to my local café it occurred to me how important it is to finish something. And how good it feels.

I felt that way finishing the first draft of my NaNo novel, no matter how flawed I knew it was.

Publishing a new short story on my site feels the same.

Needless to say that Neil Gaiman said:

“Whatever it takes to finish things, finish. You will learn more from a glorious failure than you ever will from something you never finished.”

I knew what he meant, but only now I understand.

I don’t care what next week will bring. Today we are celebrating success. Tomorrow I’ll start my three day writer’s retreat and there are things I will finish, others that get continued and some may get started.

Whatever it is you are making, creating, working on, finish it.

It will allow you to soar. Even if just for a few moments.

But they are everything.

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About 2clouds

I am many things, most of them I am 100%, some of them 150%, none of them just half. I write, I read, I dream, I travel. I question. And I'm always looking for answers. No dream is impossible.
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