Things I can Control
I’ve been scared.
God damn it. I’ve done this before. And I’ve flaked and fucked up so many times. How many times have I started doing the arts then overextend, get burnt out, bored, whatever . . . and stopped. So when I tell you my reluctance to restart this thing, precedent has a lot to do with it. I don’t want to be THAT guy who’s unreliable. Even now, I don’t trust myself.
So here I am restarting this thing anyway. . . Again.
Since the last post way back in the day, I’ve been keeping up with writing here. I have a bunch of unpublished entries. The drawings, I took inventory last night, I’m impressed with both quality and quantity. The skills are still there and being flexed now and again. Not as honestly as I could or should but yeah, no severe neglect. The thing I haven’t been keeping on top of is the sharing.
There’s a thing inside of me that is so reluctant to self promote.
Do I bore the crap out of you with my winging about it. Lol, no. That’ll come soon enough. Believe you me. Instead how about we keep it small and I go for consistency. What if I just posted here a couple a times a week. A pic, a blog entry, something just to build confidence and work towards getting my hairy butt out there.
Here’s to cautious optimism.