This post brought out so many deep thoughts in me that I felt I must repost it.
A friend told me a while ago that my desire to write and publish, as well as having this blog, exposed my desire for fame. I’m not sure I convinced him that I wanted nothing to do with fame. Not that I’m immune to wanting a little attention, or recognition, for creating something of value. That’s human nature. Though my primary motivation is creative expression, I wouldn’t mind earning financial freedom in the process.
When I was younger and more naïve, I would have welcomed fame, even though it probably would have killed me. I would have feasted on the elevated status of being someone of merit – a rock or movie star or celebrated artist that the girls all looked up to, only I never would have been able to handle the pressure. I would have been too unbalanced, too unstable, too drunk on my success and probably literally drunk to…
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