So, my already low confidence level took quite the hit this weekend, and I'm slowly trying to recover. How common is it to feel just mediocre at every thing you try to do? It's really wearing on me. If only I were independently wealthy and I could afford photography workshops and writing workshops and a personal trainer/chef. But then I suppose that I'd be complaining about everything being too easy. Grrr. I hate to think my funk is creeping back into my life, but I really think it's trying. It's discovered where I'm vulnerable and is sneaking in for the kill (of joy).
But I push on. Because what else is there to do? Certainly not give up. No. Just keep learning, just keep taking pictures, just keep writing. Just keep trying to get better. Grrr. It doesn't help that my birthday is this week and I'm another year closer to 30. Birthdays just come faster and faster every year, don't they? I'm telling myself to just make the most of it--so I'm planning a Birthday Banner Bash! Watch for that announcement on Wednesday.
On a happy note, I wrote almost 1k words this weekend on my WIP. So that's something. I've definitely been inspired to keep going with it. I also had a couple of model sessions this weekend. One was for a boutique's advertisement and omg, the son of the boutique owner has a crush on one of the models and he wanted all of his pictures to be with her. Someone talked the girl into kissing his cheek and here is how that went: