This piece of yours is the first I’ve read that puts into words the feeling I have of being creative but clueless about how to monetize it. I also have a lot of scruples involving sticking to my truth. I do wonder if I were better at the craft or if I had a better sense of what people are actually looking for, would I adapt?

Probably not. I go forward at my own pace, mainly animated by my inspirations, disregarding money and its discontents. I’m comforted by thinking that I’m actually getting better as a writer. That’s enough. It has to be enough.

But, one can dream, can’t one?