I am sat here with my best mate making some sort of steps towards something... I've got him drawing my album artwork so I can start selling CD's of my poetry at gigs and online. I do love artists. I feel like I missed out on valuable skills growing up, I can't draw, I can't do music, I can't do science. These are all things I imagine make life that little bit better. But I can read and write and I guess those are the basics, so they have to be worth something. Still though, can't help but being a little jealous of everyone with skills I don't have. I guess that is just the way things go, everyone wants what they can't have. Human nature and all that. At least my issues lie in talent and not material possessions, I've accepted writers hardly ever hit the real money.

I went to a careers in the media course this week, at which I discovered a) to succeed you need to be really lucky, b) you need as much experience and (useful) qualifications as possible and c) it's all about who you know. And ok, all that being said, I didn't really 'learn' anything new. So with very little faith, I am left with a challenge I can either chose to attempt or walk away from. I am obviously tackling the challenge head on, I wouldn't want to do anything else. I love writing.

That being said, I will work out how to sell my album online and I think you should all consider purchasing it, as if all goes well it will be the cheapest way to get hold of my poetry. Fingers crossed all goes well =]