YOU ARE A STUPID,
BIG, FAT PHONY.
And so am I. But we know in our hearts it’s not true.
Feeling like a creative fraud is a mother. And, as an artist, you go through periods of where you feel like a big, fat phony.
It’s times your fingers hover, paralyzed over the keyboard. Times you stare at the blank void while creative mojo seeps from your fingertips and on to every place but its pre-determined target. Times when ‘love is a battlefield,’ and you’re on the ground, wounded. Times you’re physically unable to create because you know, for a fact, that you’re a creative fraud. A hack, even. You don’t believe you’re a real artist. Who would believe that?! You most certainly don’t believe it. You just ain’t 2 Legit 2 Quit.