"Bowel-shaking earthquakes of doubt and remorse..."
Today this old CAKE song pretty much sums up how I'm feeling. It doesn't matter how many times I go over a piece of my work, there's always that feeling of I'm not so sure it's all that good milling around. Don't know if there's anyway to get over that, but tomorrow I'm leaving the house, maybe catch a movie. Then it's time to get back to work on my next novel, a fantasy/horror/romance (but not really, because the lovers die) story that was a lot of fun to write when I started it over a year ago. It needs a lot of work, but the different will be a good change for me, I hope.