Trying to teach myself to play the guitar is a humbling experience. I'm taking things very slowly. So far I've been working on the first two strings.
I have big hands and at the moment I'm feeling awkward using them when I shift to different fingers and frets. Part of my trouble with the fret work is that I often fail to make a finger to come down on the right spot with the right pressure.
I enjoy the feel of the pick on the strings and the feeling of occasionally producing pleasant sound patterns. I've also been cursing pretty audibly.
Over the course of the week I've been so intimidated by the idea of learning to read music that I was staring at but not comprehending what I saw in front of me on the page--in fact seeing something different than was there. I had a aha moment this morning when I realized what was actually in front of me.
I think in verbal terms pretty well. I don't think well spatially. So remembering that that particular black spot on that particular line is a C note, I'm going to play on the second string, well that's going to take time. Translating the note so the fingers can find it in time and in tune with what you're trying to do is challenging. It only heightens my respect for people who can really play.
Like I said at the top, trying to teach myself to play the guitar is a humbling experience.