Good evening!
Truly feel like a talentless hack today. Every year I tell myself I'm not goint to allow myself ANY delusions of grandeur with regards to my writing skillz, but every year I still WANT to be good at it and hit a total down-depressed-and-feelin'-useless stage after the first week or so.
Last year about this time, I quit. This year...I'm just tempted to. I'll give it a coupla days, I guess.
Heh. I'm 5000 words behind but at least I got all the books moved.