a letter to the tired ones.

I woke up this morning with my mind on the tired ones. 

You know who you are. 

The ones contemplating quitting, the ones who can't take one more negative word about their lifestyle or brand or book or artistic goal. 

The ones who cried last night because it feels the brick wall in front of them is made up out of people who just don't get it (and these are the ones who probably should be supporting you the most).

Am I talking to you? It's devastating, isn't it? Negativity can bring you down in an instant. And here's the secret that so many artists try not to think about: negativity will happen. 

Failure will happen. 

Does this describe you? Are the words of others (or maybe even the lack of them) pushing you to consider closing up shop and leaving your art for good?

I see you.

Diving into the creative life is hard. It's isolating. People aren't able to see the way you work yourself to the bone every single day. They don't know the sacrifices made or the frustration building up inside. 

And that's okay. 

Because what they do see? The beauty you release into the world? That makes all the difference. 

So keep creating that art, love. Keep pushing for the words you know will come. Rest for a bit if you must, let the fallow ground gain strength, and then get those hands dirty and plan what you know will be your best work yet. 

It's okay if no one understands. 

You do.

That loneliness? It's the quiet song of inspiration. That frustration? There's anger there that could move people to action. That exhaustion? It's a sign that the creative work within just needs a bit of air to breathe before launching out into the world. 

No one creates anything worth sharing when they're pounding the keys while looking at someone else's manuscript. Keep that head down. Keep those eyes focused. Breathe in the atmosphere of your Muse. 

And then finish. 

I can't wait to see what you create.

Posted on August 11, 2014 .