it is tuesday
and newly fallen snow is
slowly beginning to melt
when liz asked me to guest blog,
i did a little dance of "me? me...someone-wants-me-??"
this is a familiar dance
and it makes me wonder why...
why can't i see the value in what i have to offer
when i can see it so readily in anyone else?
i have a photo show happening right now
as we speak
and i downplay it to anyone who asks...
"oh, it's just..."
"it's nothing really..."
i don't want to make money from photography.
i just want to be known for something...
that's all. i want to be thought of as artistic in some way...
and yet, i can't accept it when it is given to me.
does anyone else ever feel this way...
struggling so hard to be good at something
not sure if you will ever know when you are being good
will i ever be good enough for me?
AG is a reader, a writer, a picture taker and card maker. She is a
lover of words, a collector of phrases and desperately wants
a treehouse. You can often find her on the side of the road,
if the light is right, taking pictures of weeds...totally oblivious to
oncoming traffic. You can also find her at two of her familiar haunts:
her blog, geek ink, where this month she is attempting a poem a day and flickr.