When you were young, you found out you had talent. Some people can put a sentence together better than others, some can sing a nice tune.
You think that's your ticket.
But talent isn't personal. Talent doesn't resonate.
But your personal story does. The tales and tumbles that make you a unique person.
A hundred years from now you're dead. There'll be others who can sing, others who can light a scene or hold a paintbrush.
But none of them have your fingerprints. Your handwriting is your own and when you look out of your window at night you see it in a way that only you can see.
Show us that. We want to know what you feel, and how it hurts you, and how it makes you scream with joy.