So I’m a Stand Up Comic. I started doing it two years ago and I immediately fell in love. I mostly talk about the weird encounters I have with strangers because of my disability and everyday racism in Switzerland. I’m in a wheelchair and I party a lot, so basically when drunk people ask me stupid questions I just give them stupid answers.
My number of shows have been slowly increasing to about eight shows a month. This is a lot for Swiss standards, since the Stand Up community is still in it’s infancy and consists of about 30 people. However it is rapidly growing and the number of newcomers keeps increasing along with the demand for it.
Right now I’m on a summer-break and won’t be doing any shows until the end of august. I enjoy it a great deal. I’m write blog-posts and or poetrly every now and then, but stand-up-material-wise I’m not doing anything. thought I’d be able to write all of these new ideas during the break, but I don’t seem to be able to come up with any. Slowly but surely there’s this growing sense of dread and doubt forming in the back of my mind:
“Is this it? Are these all the stories that I’m able to tell? Did I overestimate my abilities?”
I’m probably just to harsh on myself, but I just can’t seem to let this feeling go. Do any of you guys go through this every now and then? Do you have any tips on how to deal with it?