Steven H. Wilson - June 27th, 2006

So, 47,500 words out of a probable 55,000, and I'm starting to get... that feeling. That "Ohmigod, what is this THING that I've wasted all this time on?" feeling. That "is it crap?" feeling. That "how will I ever know because I can't possibly evaluate my own work?" feeling. And worst of all, that "if I publish it, will people declare it self-indulgent wish fulfillment, and start to psycho-analyze me?" feeling.

I suppose we're all prone to this kind of uncertainty from time to time. Lord knows I go through it every time I'm working on a big project. I'd like to think that it keeps me from REALLY producing crap, but I guess I don't get to be the one to decide that.

Oh well, looks good for finishing this week. Then there's that play for next Farpoint to write...