I’m a writer, an artist of some decent ability, a musician,
somewhere near genius in respects of IQ and a pretty damned good cook. I’ve always stood out from mere humans, by
design. I know no other way to be. When I say mere humans, I mean,
non-creatives. Creatives, artists, those
touched, and often raped, by the muse, are something more than human to my
thinking. In such a crowd I often fail
to stand out as the measure of greatness is set so much higher.
I’m okay with that, from a personal stand point. I don’t have to always shine.
From a marketing standpoint, this is a bit perplexing. Next to Bob the grocer, my talents are
impressive. Next to the greats in my
various areas of creative talent, the bar is raised higher than I knew it could
go.
Recognizing this could be a motivation killer. I’ve let it happen before. Guitar is a lover of 20 years but I cannot
play lead like some who have only know her for months. I’ve tried and tried and continually
failed. I can, however write expressive
music that salves my soul and catches the ear of others.
As a writer, I could allow myself such comparisons to halt
my forward movement. I choose, instead,
to find inspiration in the wordsmithing of my betters, learn from their
excellence and to grow so that I might rise above my own limitations.
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