If I hadn't been interrupted by these talents that haunt me, I think I'd be a lot more content -- "You have such a nice voice, you should be a singer!" "You should write more!" "You should counsel people!" Whatever I do, it never seems to be enough to please all those people who are subverting their own hidden talents.
If I hadn't been interrupted by my burning desire to create, and to share my creations, I might be stuck back at age 8. Done before I began. But it's there, it's still there, gnawing at me, taunting me, reminding me that I am different. A boss told me once that he liked having me on the editorial board of the paper because I thought about things so differently. I had no idea what he was talking about. I thought everybody thought like me.
If I hadn't been interrupted by the time warning, I might have kept writing forever.
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