The problem, a friend said indelicately, is you have mistaken yourself for the pie maker. You can’t make the pies anymore. You traded that in for figuring out how to keep the lights on and the doors open. You’re the shopkeeper. Pies come second. Or do they?
Roughly three years after opening my studio, it was clear to me that my business most surely had a hold of me rather than me a hold of it.