It's true that you have to find the contents of your own head sufficiently awesome and important to be worth spewing out in some form or other. (The temptation is to describe as self-indulgent anything that we don't find as awesome as the artist apparently does. But then we're practically into but-is-it-art territory, and no one wants that.) So yeah, okay, all creative output is self-indulgent. Then again, finding your inner self awesome is a pretty useful life skill, in moderation.
A lot of it is undoubtedly total wank. I mean, I doodle all the time. All. The. Time. Without even realising I'm doing it. But I don't show anyone, because it turns out that what comes out of my head when I'm not thinking is a) kitties and b) big titted women. If that's not wank, I don't know what is.
Still, sometimes it turns out awesome. Personally, I think it's worth trudging through a whole heap of mediocrity and bullcrap, and even being a mediocre bullcrap merchant oneself, if it means that one time in a thousand something really, really good gets made. And the best thing is, we can't even agree on what's really really good. So my mediocre novel is someone else's all time favourite. They're wankers, of course, but there you go.
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It's true that you have to find the contents of your own head sufficiently awesome and important to be worth spewing out in some form or other. (The temptation is to describe as self-indulgent anything that we don't find as awesome as the artist apparently does. But then we're practically into but-is-it-art territory, and no one wants that.) So yeah, okay, all creative output is self-indulgent. Then again, finding your inner self awesome is a pretty useful life skill, in moderation.
A lot of it is undoubtedly total wank. I mean, I doodle all the time. All. The. Time. Without even realising I'm doing it. But I don't show anyone, because it turns out that what comes out of my head when I'm not thinking is a) kitties and b) big titted women. If that's not wank, I don't know what is.
Still, sometimes it turns out awesome. Personally, I think it's worth trudging through a whole heap of mediocrity and bullcrap, and even being a mediocre bullcrap merchant oneself, if it means that one time in a thousand something really, really good gets made. And the best thing is, we can't even agree on what's really really good. So my mediocre novel is someone else's all time favourite. They're wankers, of course, but there you go.