Hearing voices

It has been a long day. I have been asked to submit more writing and do a few other things for the proposal. I am waiting to hear, "No thank you. Just go away."

The more writing I do, the more I think I should quit. I am used to having my paintings judged and judging others' paintings. I know rejection is not a bad thing. I know that it is a way to evaluate and grow . . . "But this is new and different AND sca-a-ary!"

It is, however, like MAKING a painting: decide what you want to say, organize the elements, add a little color and, as Brenda says, "Just do it!"

Yeah, right. One of those voices is mine.