How do you ever know, really know? Look in the mirror and ask yourself two questions:
Do those I love tell me I am great? Do those who don’t know me tell me I am not worth their time?
Not enough to know though. One could always argue no one has actually said I am not worth their time, not directly. Some have told me it is not the right time, others have said I might one day be worth their time. And anyway, every published artist is told at some point by someone, you are not worth our time..
So is the only way to know, to be fool enough to try? And if you are not Ed Woods, but Ed Lear, are you fool not to?