An Artist's Confidence

Why must it be such a fragile thing?

I love being a creative person. What I don't like is being a creative person who is also PMSing, and has anxiety issues. 

It all started earlier this week when one of my Anima guys let me know there was a chance he wouldn't be there Friday. This isn't a big deal, it happens, especially when juggling birthday's of his girlfriend's family and they like to do things last minute. I received confirmation yesterday about which felt way too last minute for me but there's no amount of cranky that will change that. I was able to alter the session to make it work without him. So no big deal, right?

Well then another of the guys said he would be late. I wasn't worried until my husband pointed out that a little late for him has been super late for the rest of us so we may not get to much at all.

That was this morning. I went back to bed and pulled the covers over my head. A couple hours later, after having dreamed about the worst possible game session imaginable, complete with one guy giving another a partial buzz cut mid-session, my husband texted me.

It was the real name of his character, completely not the one I had given said character when he gave me nearly nothing for backstory. We worked it all out and he's using the name I gave as his character's family name and the one he picked out as his character's first name. So again, no biggy. It was all worked out well.

Except that he's upset that I may have fibbed to keep something for his character a surprise. I don't even remember this at all. I'm trying to, but there was one point when he was talking to me about his character while I was half asleep. This is the only time I can think of that this may have happened. I feel bad about it because this is not what I intended. But it's kinda become a thing now...

Regardless of the fact that a lot of this is out of my control, I feel like I'm a terrible GM for this and if I were better at it, this wouldn't have happened. Add in whacked out hormones and I'm a mess.

Hopefully this gets better soon.

To Etsy or Not To Etsy?

To continue my little reference there, that is the question.

I have wanted to sell some of my work for ages. I have a few problems with it but the main problem is, where do I sell? I don't want this to be a full-fledged business, just a side thing. It really comes down to having some skills that often require financial investment and I simply don't have that. I'm a homemaker and my hubby and I are having to learn budgeting the hard way as we were never taught as kiddos. Add that my mother, our roommate, is having surgery this Friday, so she will be off work for a bit.

So yeah, not a whole lot of money running around in this household. And yet here I sit, wondering how I'm going to afford a new graphics tablet. Oh Wacom Bamboo Create, why are you so out of my reach?

But it doesn't have to be so out of my reach. And that's where Esty may come in. I would really like to sell some of my work to fund this. I was originally going to go through Kickstarter but I'd rather not ask people to fund that part of my materials. Plus...I could use it sooner rather than later. I've been so very behind on my art, it's driving me bonkers.

Esty seems like a possible solution for this predicament but I'm not so sure about it at the same time. One, I don't know what of my many things I do I should try to sell. Two, would Etsy be the right place for me considering I have to pay to post my work. Yet it isn't that much and in the end I would make more. Then again, I'd have to sell my work first.

I know I should definitely look around Etsy to see if anything I do make shows up among the many things offered there. I have art I can sell as prints, stuffed animals, and knitted items I could do. I'm also working on my sewing so something could be made of perfected projects. But I just don't know.

Maybe this is more a confidence issue than anything else but how has it worked for people out there in the wild yonder of the internet?

Picture of the Day:

How I hope my Etsy Adventures go...