No release
It's incredibly frustraiting. Having a mind that is constantly creating. It never stops, My midn is always developing characters and stories, the medium only changes. and I have no way to release it. I'm an incredibly poor writer and I can't draw for myself. So it all stays up there, growing. Of course, it doesn thelp that I never seem able to stick with nything. No matter how driven I am to start, I'm guarenteed to burn out rather quickly, due to frustraitiong. yes, talent doesnt just poof in your lap, you have to work at it. but it's hard to practice when you cant get real far. I would love to write the stories in my head, but i can't seem to get them right when I'm writing. I can't draw them either.
Drawing in itself is another thing. How can you keep up with something you can't do for yourself? Its quite obvious that my best work, my most improvment seems to happen when I'm drawing FOR someone. While there's nothign wrong with that, i can't just draw for me, I never finish. I start with the intention, but everything goes wrong and stop because it frustraits me. I don't want to be good for some grand reason, i just want to be good so i can get whats in my head on paper...in whatever form.
I'm just frustraited. So many ideas rattling around up there, but there's nothing I can do. Imagination and creativity are wonderful things but.. I don't want them, not anymore. It drives me nuts more often than leaving me satisfied.
It's hard to explain how I feel really. whatever it is, ranting helps it all kinda, back off a minutes -.-
Drawing in itself is another thing. How can you keep up with something you can't do for yourself? Its quite obvious that my best work, my most improvment seems to happen when I'm drawing FOR someone. While there's nothign wrong with that, i can't just draw for me, I never finish. I start with the intention, but everything goes wrong and stop because it frustraits me. I don't want to be good for some grand reason, i just want to be good so i can get whats in my head on paper...in whatever form.
I'm just frustraited. So many ideas rattling around up there, but there's nothing I can do. Imagination and creativity are wonderful things but.. I don't want them, not anymore. It drives me nuts more often than leaving me satisfied.
It's hard to explain how I feel really. whatever it is, ranting helps it all kinda, back off a minutes -.-