I used to think I was no good when it came to art.
That’s changed since my health issues and so much time at home in the last decade or so. I don’t know about magically being able to draw or paint now, but I do much better at combining colors/shades and things. So now I do digital artwork.
A part of me wants to start being artistic in a more physical form. But digital may be the only way I am able to be artistic. So I’ve done that for a few years now.
I’ve never been very artistic, really. But I do an okay job now that I don’t have to depend so much on me when it comes to colors and such. Some of the digital work does itself. But that’s only with certain programs and apps.
Mostly–like for my covers–I use photos I’ve bought or been given and I adjust them, though not usually much–which is a very good thing. I’m still working on learning Photoshop, but selling covers would be a dream come true.
Okay. One of them. Becoming a published author is something I’ve wanted to be even longer. And though I often think of quitting that endeavor altogether, I just can’t stop. Despise my parents urging me to try something new or get my feet wet in something else, I just can’t stop.
Even though I often feel like a failure. It’s a never-ending cycle for me. Some days I have more gumption to work with words. Most of them, though, I wonder what I’m doing and why I keep trying. I tell myself that failure isn’t the end of the story. Not if I follow God as much as I possibly can.
Of course, failure keeps rearing its ugly head and trying to beat me. Right now, I’m too stubborn to let it. And if I stop looking to God for help and guidance, I may just stop trying. But you know that short saying:
Quitters never win, and winners never quit.
There are more such quotes, and I try my best to keep them at the front of my mind. After all, if I want to succeed and make something of myself–and help my family out financially – I can’t quit. I can’t give up.
It’s as simple as that.