A slight amount of whinging

I have twenty-five ideas for various pony stories sitting in a folder on my desktop. Some have been sitting there for two years, now.

Thirteen are little more than a few sentences describing the basic idea.
Five are short blurbs that could be turned into an actual story, if I could just focus long enough to write them.
Five have story outlines from start to finish, even several paragraphs, but they're also way too ambitious for my current writing skills. (read: minimal)
And finally, two are fairly close to being actually publishable, but they're both much too short for my tastes, and one just isn't very good.

I don't understand how some people can churn out so many high-quality stories day after day, week after week.
I am so jealous.

I'm tempted, sometimes, to just put my ideas out there, and wait for someone to latch on to them and give them a proper treatment. But the perfectionist in me is horrified at the thought that someone will take my idea and do it horribly and I'll have to live the rest of my life knowing that I helped give birth to some literary abomination.

My mind is a bit melodramatic.

Do any of you feel like this?
Also, how many of you are out there reading this, anyway?

Oh well.
So, how 'bout them ponies?