i ask myself the same question. i think it goes hand in hand with trying to publish anything. "is it worth publishing? will anybody read it? will i be rich?" it doesn't matter...you didn't write for recognition, or for wealth, you wrote because your heart told you to. what your mind and body do with it is up to them...
This f*****g thing slipped under my fingers. That's why I thank god for reviews, for you rarely send read requests and I forget because I have 3/4 of a brain and that 3/4 has mild downs.
The finger painting of blood for someone to notice is one of those cries to pain that is far beyond the lightweight tears of some teen with a toothache.
The fact that the artist seems like he persihes before it gets down wants him to get loved even posthumously.
This is haunting and you are some freak ghost
and its all love
I think questioning yourself is a sign of a good writer. I don't know of any creative person (of any genre) who doesn't look at their "master piece" and think...what a load of s**t...who the hell would want that? The hardest thing to do is to fill a blank page...blank canvas...whatever...with confidence 100% of the time.
I live by fake it till you make it. I think my work is crap 99% of the time...I'm uneducated, inexperienced and I see my work as being mediocre at best. hmf...
Oh...review...right. This is great MoG, fa'her...wonderfully accurate metaphor of what we have to do to fill a page...expressed with great flow. Passionately true...thanks fer sharin.
It's always worth it, always. It's in your blood, in your heart and soul. If you're like me, you can't help it, you have too! It will happen whether you want it to or not. Deep down inside I hope you really want to and find enjoyment out of it.