I really thought I found it this time...

"If that wasn't my special talent...what is it?!"

I've been on deviantArt for about five years now, and I've been drawing as a hobby for almost eight.
And yet...I can't help but wonder if it's really what I'm meant to do.

~wandering-rose, my mother (yes, that is my actual mother's account), is a wonderful artist. So I've got it in my blood.
There are plenty of people who like my work, and people who, by extension, love me after being introduced to my work.
My skills have helped me in school and, really, it's all I have. I'm not...good at anything else.

But for months, now, I've had so little motivation to improve, to study, to practice, and so on. Drawing feels like a chore. I wonder if I'm being taken advantage of because of my skill, and I fear for those who overestimate me because of them.
I'm not even sure I can call myself an artist at this rate.

I drew Scootaloo to convey this point because she is a filly who hasn't found her place yet. She's the most dynamic of her friends, always willing to push forward with their ideas. And she's very good with her scooter; so why hasn't she found her special talent yet?
Does she not realize that it is her special talent, the thing that makes her wonderfully different from everypony else, or is it really not her special talent?

I don't know. But she and I are both dying to find out.

As a side note, I apologize for inactivity. I'm having a lot of personal issues - including this one - and I'm just not ready to face you all as my usual chipper self. I'll post occasionally.

Made with Paint Tool Sai using mainly the Water tool. Took four days working on and off.

Scootaloo belongs to Hasbro
_{She's my favorite.}