I got lost. I got caught up in the whirlwind of my ego. And now I’m back.
Did I do all I could today to become the successful artist I want to be?
No.
Why?
Because I can’t, DUH!
And then, I follow the ‘I can’t’ with every excuse in the world. And all this steams from the fear of failure, fear of not creating anything worthwhile. And at the end of the day, I not only failed at creating something worthwhile, I failed at creating anything at all.
So I decide to drown my sorrows in a bottle of wine or someone else’s bed… or…
But then it hit me… after reading The War of Art for the 3rd time, I was reminded it’s not what you create but simply that you create. Eureka!!
So my new goal, create SHIT.
Surprisingly this is quite fun and ironically creating shit, doesn’t make me feel like shit. I wish the same fate for you.
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