I swear I drag this book out every few years and try to make a go at learning to draw. In my heart of hearts, I want to be able to create art.
In my reality, however, everything I draw showcases not creative energy, but an absolute lack of artistic talent. I’m like Mulder. I WANT to believe. My heart longs to draw, but my hands say no.
Perhaps that’s why I’m a writer. I have all that frustrated artist energy, but not the talent to go along with it.
Do you have any creative endeavors that burn in your soul, but not in your abilities?