I’ve been mulling over wether to write about this for a while now seeing as nobody (myself included) likes a whiner. I’ve tried incredibly hard to avoid anything that could be construed as being Woe Is Me (I.e 99% of the contents of my head)
I’m feeling deflated. Disenchanted. It took a tremendous amount of courage to attempt to sell my items. I don’t primarily make to sell, I make because I mentally need to but that results in a lot of random things I have no need for. Pretty things. Cute things.
To date, friends aside, I have sold three items. Yes, three. I’ve had no complaints and the buyers liked their purchases.
I’ve played the whole networking game.
I’ve had special offers and discounts.
Thousands of people have ‘seen’ them.
The only conclusion I can come to is that I’m simply not good enough which is of little surprise seeing as I’m craft inept.
My items must be horrific.
I should never have put myself out there, to fail.
I should just have left my makes piling up in the dark.
I’m a little crushed.
Just like me, they’re simply not good enough.
Balls.
Big tangled knotty balls.
















