And I think I am procrastinating. I just want to do a little bit more. Write a little bit more. Edit a little bit more. Make it a little bit better. I am entering the trap of perfection. The fear is real. When you want something to be perfect, you will never let the world see it. You hold on for too long. And you never release. Perfection is the enemy of productivity! Perfection is also an illusion. Nothing is perfect.
I think it is the fear of what other people will think of the book I am writing. I am not sure they will like it. But at the same time, I wrote it for myself. So, does it matter in the end? No matter what, I will not let it stop me. I believe in what I write.
Anyway, as a compromise between actually getting the final edits done and not doing anything at all, I decided to create this site instead. And tomorrow I will start the final edits of the book.