Con drop is setting in, combined with brain weasels. Both are hitting harder than I expected. I’m questioning whether I’m still remotely relevant enough in the fandom to earn community guest status anywhere. I fear I’m coasting by on exaggerated memories of past accomplishments.
Even those accomplishments have asterisks. I can think of virtually none that I can rightfully call my own. And all that I’ve done could have been done just as well (if not better) by someone else. I just happened to get there first. I think I’ve been more lucky than skilled.
The door was opened for me by kind people who saw in me more than I do in myself. Am I holding the door open for anyone else? Or am I standing in the doorway and blocking up the hall? Am I just taking up space? Maybe I’ve missed my window to bow and leave the stage with grace.
@foalpapers Why not come to Anthrocon this July and enjoy a con from the other side for a bit? Help us beat Midwest Furfest attendance.
@foalpapers I am going to come over there and drag you out of that corner myself. Nobody says such things about my friend.