The deepest recesses of the soul, and a stinky camel

wretch

Yet he was frequently tormented by the doubt that invades the heart of many an artist: that his art, excavated from the deepest recesses of his soul, was just plain shit….He could not bear thinking of his own songs – his talentlessness stretched before him like the Sahara before a tired traveler on a stinky camel.

Aleksandar Hemon Nowhere Man 53

The works the teenage protagonist is so despairing about are his Beatles-inspired songs: Her Eyes Are Like Stars, I Could Drown In Her Eyes, Her Eyes Are Watching You, and Did You See Her Eyes?

Fellow writers, haven’t we all had the stinky camelĀ  feeling?

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