Artistic endeavors have always been a subject I have very strong feelings about. In all regards I cannot stand the thought of selling something that I put my soul into and I feel that an artistic expression should always reflect ones soul. As time has passed I've come to the understanding that such expressions must be shared with others for it to be meaningful, at least in so far as to possibly touch on another soul to improve their life in some way. The artist should be compensated, but there is no one price I could ever settle on as such. I used to write a fair amount of poetry, it was meant for a specific person when written and I always gave it away. I currently work in sporadic creative bursts on three different story arcs, but I have no clue if they will be worth the effort even when completed. They may go into the burn pile with my short stories. I know the saying that you are your own worst critic, in that regards I am a real bastard.