The Sad Truth Of Mediocrity
Ugh... This is going to sound like I'm wrestling with my lack of self esteem again, but I'm going to post it anyway, because that's the way I feel about it. I know there's going to be a few people who'll try to change my mind, and they're free to do so, but the attempt may very well be futile.
You see, like many people, my dreams and aspirations are always brought to an abrupt halt by the realization of my own mediocrity.
When I was a kid, I wanted to become a great comic book artist, so I've spent more than half of my life up till now practicing my art skills. Unfortunately, it doesn't take a lot of time on the web to realize that there are so many people more talented and more skilled than you - in fact, enough of them to crowd the graphic market for years and years to come.
When I started writing fan fiction here on BZPower, I came to realize that I wasn't bad at this story-telling thing either. So I kept at it, and though I haven't updated my running epic very regularly, I was still proud of what I wrote. I still am. But it's not exactly something I could do for a living. I've been playing around with ideas and concepts for a fantasy novel for four years now, but there's still not a jot of it on paper. Because I wanted this to be something unique, not a Tolkien rehash or a bad facsimile of a Robin Hobb trilogy. I wanted to bring new ideas into it, non-standard elements and whatnot, but I couldn't amass enough of them - or rather, I couldn't tack them all to the backbone of the story. The settings have kept changing, so have the species, the concepts and storylines, characters, powers, time settings, science levels...
But I've come to realize that, though I'm gifted, I'm not gifted enough to blow people's minds. It's a good thing I've got a day job.
I'm thankful of my talents, and despite the reflections above, I'm proud of what I create using those talents. It's fun using them, too. It's just that even talent can be mediocre, and mine are.
I don't think I need more patience. I don't think I need more practice. I don't even need more self esteem. I just need to find a new dream, and preferably one that's attainable for me. Most likely that dream will be what I've already got, and I'll dream no more. It's a sad thought, but perhaps it's a correct one, too.
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