Glorious Dissatisfaction!

I thought taking my time and allowing my ideas to slowly come to me would bring me more satisfaction. No, I still feel like everytime I sit down, probably once every 2 or 3 nights, every......about 1 or 2 kilobytes worth of typing I shit out is just that: shit. Granted, it's less smelly, and less forced. It feels like a crap you take when you're having a good bowel movement, it feels more satisfying.

But, still, shit is shit, whether it's forced or just comes right out.

Do I truly suck as much as I feel like I do, or is this just the stereotypical "derp, a writur iz hiz owen wurst cridick" bullcrap?

At least I know I'm not dead.