It’s a scary thing to accept a niche. Be it genre, style, medium, theme… whatever category you decide to claim.
It’s a scary thing but also a necessary thing. Neither is it a permanent thing. If a few years down the line, once you’ve established yourself in one thing you will likely have the option to switch up for another, or more likely add something on to your already established niche.
Limitations are so hard to get along with. As people we tend to struggle against them constantly, always looking for a sense of freedom, the ability to do what we want in the moment.
We think that to be “successful” in a chosen dream field is to have complete freedom, the ability to work on whatever we want to work on as a career. But this is not the truth.
The people who “succeed”, the people that you admire be it writers, filmmakers, designers, performers… yadda yadda yadda… they have boundaries. There are things that their audiences expect of them and they’ve got to play by rules or else risk it all.
So they learn to live within it. To work with it. To appreciate the niche.
It’s a decision I guess, yes, but it’s the price of admission. And you’ve gotta pay up.