You are a victim of the rules you live by.
On the worst days, I don't feel like an artist.
How do you resign yourself to something that will never be? You stop wanting just that thing. You go numb. Or you kill the agent of desire.
Alienation produces eccentrics or revolutionaries.
Savor kindness because cruelty is always possible later.
I was hesitant to approach people. I'm socially awkward. But I was working on a number of memorials, and finally it dawned on me: These are memorials to people who wrote, so I should use their writing. That's how I started to quit.