I am a recovering perfectionist. I have now admitted my problem. Acknowledging the problem is the first step. Perfectionism is a little demon who comes to watch me whenever I am creating something--and when I start designing, writing, or any kind of artistic endeavor, she is my audience. She heckles things like "you're not good enough," "you'll never be good enough," and "maybe you should stop trying." She says "look at all these people, the artwork is perfect." Those put-downs have made me stop what I was doing and not publish anymore. My art sits locked up in the iCloud with poorly written poetry, goofed-up acoustic covers and half-finished blog posts. A lot of it has never been seen by another soul. One of my friends is so brilliant and I'm glad God has placed her in my life. " She says to me, "you need to give yourself some grace. You are new to this new line of work. You aren't going to be amazing the first tim...