So this is what it’s like to be a writer, in case you were wondering. Unbelievable self-doubt. Days where you feel like you’re just aping other greater writers. Days where you wonder to yourself, “Should I have gone to law school to help poor people?” Now with internet publishing there are something like 400,000 new books published every year. Just imagine that. You have to have the ego of a drunk tyrannasaurus rex on steroids to make it. I’m assuming.
