Hi, I'm the failure it's me

• Failed to understand my scope in a project. (Turned out okay. Maybe better than okay. But don't try to tell that to 3 a.m. me.)

• Failed to meet my own deadline of getting a newsletter out today. (Truly, absolutely, no one cares. Right?)

• There are two other deadlines I've let slip, and that feels shitty. One is a Big Failure that may be redeemable but damn; the other is an almost that could still land in the success column.

• Failed to find joy in making today's graphic—having failed again to find the word 'failure' in print.

• Continue to fail to match the successes of my friends, peers, and clients: social media virality; a prime-time interview on public radio; a script in consideration with a major Hollywood producer; acceptance from atraditional publishers; endorsements from famous-for-good-reasons people.

I did not fail to cut my hair in the dark during a most dramatic thunderstorm.

I did not fail to support those friends and peers in their astronomical and well-deserved successes.

And I did not fail to post here today. Woot.

To failure.