So what to do?
Hustle your way past it?
I’ve tried that before. The string always snaps.
Pretend the voice doesn’t exist?
HA! Maybe I will also remove one of my fingers.
Choose a different career or calling?
I
wish. The fact of the matter is I simply cannot. Were I to choose a
management career at Burger King, I would be writing tweets on napkins,
scribbling poems on packets of ketchup, and daydreaming during cleanup
hour.
Instead,
I like to think of what artist Sol Lewitt told a sculptor Eva Hesse,
when she was struggling with her work, with feelings of doubt and
disgrace, of angst and agony.
“Maybe you need your agony to accomplish what you do.”
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