When I started The Mare in the Warp, 8 years and a half ago, I wanted to prove to myself that I could write a big story and finish it. Past me was naive and didn't realise how big this story would be and the amount of work it would require, but still did its best. The pace is a mess, the character progression is awful at times and there are SO. MANY. TYPOS.
Ever feel like that no matter how much you want to write words won't come out or will come out "ugly"? That's been me these past few weeks. I'll be back once I have some motivation and serotonin.