Last week I entered a phase of my process I will call terra incognita, a strange place of indescribable wonders, such as: a sense of satisfaction, an inner joy, a feeling of completeness.
Why do so many artists cringe when they hear “self promotion?” I sit with all my words around me, writing what I want and even liking what I write and what those words create, but shy away from getting others to look at or read or perform my work.