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Any who…

Still debating with myself, still dancing around committing to really dedicating myself to making a living through my art.

I recently saw an article about giving something 100%, about how most of the time we only dedicate ourselves to things partially and this makes things much more difficult and ultimately leads to us not achieving what we are wanting to achieve. It's an obvious point, and it reeks of self-help bullshit, but it is true. If I'm going to make a living through art, I really do need to dedicate myself to it 100% and if I'm going to do that, I'm going to have to make some changes/commitments to myself and to this pursuit.

First, I have to follow the plan I set. As delightful as it is follow my whims, I have to follow through on what I set forward. Not finishing shit for a couple of decades really set me back in terms of this career.

Second, as much as I bitch and moan about it, I really do need to focus on something, at least one something, with some appeal, something marketable. In all fairness, the projects/ ideas that I have lined up for the next decade do a relatively decent job of fitting this mold. The only one that doesn't have much of an income potential would be the personal essays. Perhaps I could put off working on those until my fifties...

What weird fucking statement...

Third, and maybe most terrifying, I have to get out there. I have to publicly fail and fail again. No one is going to buy what they don't know about.

Lastly, I have to tell the doubt to shut the fuck up. That has, perhaps, been my biggest obstacle: my own fear of failure.

Goddamn, what's it like to be a stereotype?Kind of sucks, but you get used to it.

Dicks for listening!