Who /no talent/ here
>not good with people
>not good at cooking
What point is there in life? There's no point to me existing, I can contribute nothing
I have 'talent', but my only perceived talent is my writing. Too bad writing can't pay the fucking bills these days and instead I'm a NEET constantly on the edge of a nervous breakdown.
Remembered for a long time after my death, not just the 6 months I'd get off my parents after I kill myself
I want to have made an impact on the world that would have been worth remembering me for
I don't even care if it's good or bad
self doubt already makes you better than the average person. just think about the average normie scum - he thinks he is a special snowflake, dindu nothing wrong, proud with huge ego, is actually double digit iq with zero talent and boring but decent pay job.
It's the prime time for authors who almost literally shit into the pages of a book and sell it to a bunch of screaming prepubescent girls (case in point: John Green). Or maybe we should flip through the pages of Twilight, which is basically rubbish. Oh? How about 50 Shades of Grey? Oh yeah, that's ACTUALLY Twilight fan-fic born. How about The Mortal Instruments? OH, that's a fucking rip-off from a collective of different novels, primarily the Harry Potter series where characters have almost been ripped word-for-word but with different names.
We're in an age where everybody and anybody is a wordsmith. Publishing companies do everything in their power to Jew a person over. People don't want novels. People want movies. Still dedicating my life to the craft. After I write 10 complete, well-polished novels, going to ship them out one-by-one. If none of them turn into a liveable income for me to live off, will simply kill myself.
>which is basically rubbish. Oh? How about 50 Shades of Grey? Oh yeah, that's ACTUALLY blah blah blah
these literary tools you are using are equal to the content that you are citing
Are you me? I have self loathing and motivation problems. I think it's because of a lack on an ego to make me feel good about my life, and I might have anhedonia. U know of any medical issues that may have prevented you from getting somewhere In Life?
anon now youre just being evasive. fine, i'll stop trying to justify your existence for you, especially seeing as you lied and the goal you said you would devote your life to apparently isnt even worth thinking critically about
are all the characters in your novels teenagers?
also technical books are the some of the most fun
How was I being evasive? You mentioned Elliott Rogers which alluded to a suggestion that I should be a spree shooter. Using critical thinking, I explained why that wouldn't service my goal.
Did I misinterpret you?
>are all the characters in your novels teenagers?
Jesus, you're playing this defence? I'm sorry all characters aren't factory replicas. If you forego speech patterns, you're basically stripping away one of the most personifying literary tools available. I apologise if all my characters don't have boom handles stuck up their arse.
There is one that I'd rather not mention, but it only closed off one path of life I probably would've ended up not being cut out for, since I'm not cut out for anything
Yes, but those are military combatants or those who assassinated political figures
Which is a valid way to do it, it's just that regular spree shooter isn't
I've been playing guitar everyday since I turned 12, I always had time because that ESP was the only friend I really had. When I play at the request for family they always say shit like "omg anon you play like Brian fucking Caroll why aren't you famouse?" Etc. Well to be honest I think I play half ass, too bad I can't do anything with it anyway b/c socially inept mild autist like myself doesn't have to social skills to network and shit.
>sorta determined I guess?
>fat fuck so obviously not athletic
>not good at drawing but damn i'm trying. --->seeing a pretty drawing and imagining i'll be able to do that one day fills me with DETERMINATION
>sorta funny, but not good with people
>can do a mean lasagna and russian potato salad
>studying accountant in uni
I guess I'm cool, can't complain much.
robots wont argue with a cashier, and continue to do it even when they realize they were wrong, because of their huge ego.
robots dont think that they are "smart in a different way" or "street smart". even if they usually inflate their intelligence, at least they inflate it in meaningful direction (IQ test or STEM degree as "proof" for ex.)
robots know that many people are better than them. normie scum think they are smart in their own way and think they are better than most people.
robots actually have ambitions beyond "a decent paying job". even if it is stupid shit like dreaming to be an anime producer, it still contributes more to humanity than being a useless disposable clerk at some huge corporation. (yes, even though i hate animu, i still know it helps children to develop their imagination. the future's engineers will try to implement shit they saw on TV when they were kids)
>tfw smart but not applying myself
>tfw determined to do nothing
>tfw could be athletic, would end up with gr8 proportions but don't like going outside alone and too autismal to get friends
>can't draw for shit, literally no imagination
>can't cook but can evaluate food at the level of a good chef
all I have are my hands, which are good at some things
set sail for hard labour
thanks for that original post desu
>tfw you actually had a talent then you didn't develop it or do anything with it and now it's lost
Are you still a writer? Do you restrict yourself based on genre? I used to love writing, but since I've gone to University I no longer do it for pleasure. I wish I'd done English, despite it being an useless degree.