Some days I don't want to reach to the pen. Or the keyboard. Or this blog.
Some days I don't want to go into someone else's psyche. Someone else's story. Someone else's circumstances.
Some days I don't want to face rejection. Or a missed opportunity. Or a bad review.
That's the life of an artist: being brave. Despite the voices out there or inside that tell you that "you can settle with average. That you are doing just fine. That you are okay as you are." See, life of an artist is life of seeking greatness. Not greatness than someone else - that is subjective. But rather, greatness in doing your work. Going to an emotional place you are afraid to go, or to show. Greatness in going there despite the fear or rather because it. Greatness in the pursuit of greater understanding of what is it that we do as artists. Greatness in our respect to the artistic process.
Some days I don't want to be great. I don't want to do great things. I want to do nothing, except maybe surf the web and dream of a simpler job, simpler profession, simpler calling. But then I remember that it's those moments exactly that make me who I am as an artist: someone willing to fail. Someone willing to fall. Someone willing to be brave despite tremendous fear...
In April 2020, while experiencing her first ever global pandemic, Tamar Pelzig pledged to write something every day, even if it's only a word, so she welcomed to the world a daily blog to keep her creative writing wheels rolling.
Header Art: Daniel Landerman