The truth about self-doubt
February 15, 2010Sunday, 7:00 p.m. A post needs to be written for Monday morning. It’s not happening.
“Forget it,” I say, “I’m going to welding school.”
“Okay,” the fella replies, in that unmistakable tone. He’s humouring me.
Truth be told, I didn’t use the word “forget.” I used another word, one I don’t throw around in polite company.
I couldn’t do it. The well was dry. I was convinced if I tried to utter one more syllable about marketing, or creativity, I would implode.
