Fear has been one of my greatest enemies throughout my life.
Fear of the unknown. Fear of appearing foolish. Fear of failure.
Fear has been the self-inflicted setback to almost every attempt I make at progression in my art, in my health, in my knowledge. Lack of confidence, I believe, is not the cause but a symptom of this disease. The true culprit, of course, is crippling anxiety – a demon whose point of origin I cannot quite locate.
Continue reading “An Unnecessary Dread of Everything”
Here we are again, (he says to no one in particular other than himself and the perhaps two other readers following this blog) another day, another blog. This time though, it’s going to be different. Maybe.
Seriously though, my intentions this time around are a little more concrete, a little more focused. I hesitate to use the word “professional”, as I am still far from being a professional writer, but I would like to make this space feel more like a portfolio and less like a random jumble of hastily written posts space months or even years apart. That’s the ideal anyway.
Continue reading “Redux”