Last week, I mentioned that I have a lot of trouble getting rid of stuff. Be it clothing, fabric, notions, or anything around the house, I just always have this feeling that I could use it for something.
But when it comes to getting rid of stuff I’ve made, there is a special kind of resistance.
You’ve put your time, your energy, your heart into making something. Throwing it in a donation pile just feels like such a defeat.
There’s a phrase you may have heard if you’ve ever take a creative writing class that I think applies well here: “Kill your darlings.” This phrase was originally attributed to William Faulkner, and it means that a writer should have the clarity and courage to edit, even if it means getting rid of something they are attached to. You may love something that you’ve created, but if it doesn’t add to the whole, if it’s not useful, you should have the stomach to get rid of it.
Ok, so I quite honestly suck at this. I’m pretty careful about planning what I make, but getting rid of them after the fact is a whole other matter. I love my darlings, even the less-than-perfect ones. Even the downright ugly ones. I don’t want to kill them.
What about you? Do you hold onto stuff you’ve sewn simply because it was made with your own two hands?