Wednesday, August 5, 2009
I'm not sure if it's the submission process or just a low point in my biorhythms, but this thing seems to be turning me into a stressed-out, self-obsessed wreck. I am finding my insecurities magnified (useful from a "know thyself" perspective, but not much fun), and worse that I resent those of my friends who have more time and resources to devote to their own creative pursuits. Yesterday I contemplated deleting all of my files. The world does not need another mediocre fantasy writer.