“Just write something!”

This is what my carefree-self is telling me, but my perfectionist persona is already scrutinising every. Single. Word. How on Earth am I going to be able to keep a blog about my teaching going when I can’t even get the first post out? I suppose it’s like riding a bike. The more you do it, the easier it becomes. Or maybe I should drink a glass of wine every time to stop the constant internal editor from sabotaging my efforts. “Become a more reflective teacher”. Somehow I don’t think I’ll have much trouble with that.