I’ve been begging, pleading, and praying for what may be coming at me. And I’m writing this with Eminem playing in the background, because I’m that much of a drama queen:
Feet fail me not
this may be the only opportunity that I got
In the past month, a few opportunities have come my way, cracking open the “songwriting” door a bit further–the door to getting my songs out there or whatever that means. And, when I sit back and think about these opportunities, my mind reels with what-ifs and how-tos and what-in-the-worlds. And then come the have-I-lost-my-minds? Granted, nothing may happen from any of this. But, something may.
I can’t help but worry that I’m gonna blow it. That I’m not ready, not prepared, and don’t have what it takes. What if I show up for that co-writing session and he starts talking song concepts and phrases and chord progressions and I just embarrass myself with bad ideas? Or what if I email her a few songs and she realizes I’m more talk than talent? Or what if I sit down for that mentoring conversation and she begins to think I’m not worth the investment?
Through all of this, y’all have been a most supportive community. But this time, I need to find a way to cheer myself on… Instead of filling the comment box with disagreements, help me disagree with myself. Tell me this: how in the world I can stop thinking these things? Because I REALLY need to stop thinking these things. The clock is ticking. These doors won’t stay open long. And, come January, I need to be brave enough to place my hand on a handle or two.