If a thing is worth doing, it is worth doing badly.

A man must love a thing very much if he not only practises it without any hope of fame or money, but even practises it without any hope of doing it well. Such a man must love the toils of the work more than any other man can love the rewards of it.
Indeed, Mr. Chesterton. This is the situation into which I’ve increasingly found myself. The past years have been a great personal step down in the “hope of fame or money”, but a step up in loving the toils of the work. I find myself satisfied in obscurity.
Today there is perhaps some virtue in choosing obscurity.
That’s why I’ve renamed my medium page “uninfluential.” God willing, I will take Chesterton’s advice, and write boldly, and poorly, perhaps finding an audience, but honestly hopefully not.
