Take a breath.
http://www.neilgaiman.com/journal/2006/06/what-to-do-when-youre-crap-at-23.html
You have no idea how, well, relieved I was to read this.
"That was pretty much how I felt when I was 22-23, too. I had a fairly good ear for other authorial voices, so I could pastiche, and I wanted to be a writer more than most people want to breathe, but I didn't have a lot to say and I knew that I wasn't very good yet -- and also that I had ideas that were better than I was."
Not that I'm going to take this as divine evidence that I've got my shit set, but damn, if Mr Neil Gaiman felt like this when he was this age, I don't feel so goddamn useless anymore. At least, for the moment.
Take care, and remember to breathe once in a while.
~Q.
love ain't the answer, nor is work
You have no idea how, well, relieved I was to read this.
"That was pretty much how I felt when I was 22-23, too. I had a fairly good ear for other authorial voices, so I could pastiche, and I wanted to be a writer more than most people want to breathe, but I didn't have a lot to say and I knew that I wasn't very good yet -- and also that I had ideas that were better than I was."
Not that I'm going to take this as divine evidence that I've got my shit set, but damn, if Mr Neil Gaiman felt like this when he was this age, I don't feel so goddamn useless anymore. At least, for the moment.
Take care, and remember to breathe once in a while.
~Q.
love ain't the answer, nor is work