It's horrible and bad. And I'm no good at it. I've wasted four years of my life on this crap and now I'm going to have to find a real job as an accountant or something. Except they make you go to school to be an accountant, and so I'm screwed.
I should move home and live with my parents and work at a video store. Clearly that's all I'm good at, even though it makes me want to kill myself.
Seriously, I have no idea what I'm doing. I've written two pages that suck AND it's really bad. I have no disciple, no style, and no fucking chance of ever doing this for a living. Why do I even bother? Why do I even care? I'm poor and fat and no good at writing and that'll never change ever. I SUCK. SUCK SUCK SUCK SUCK SUCK.
Step 2: Dance Wildly to Dance Music Remember: Don't wake up the neighbors, who are sleeping (lucky sons of bitches).
Step 3: Sit Back Down Without thinking too much about it, write shitty five pages. Read them over.
Step 4: Get Off the Ledge Realize that writing talent still exists, although extremely dilluted and pathetic. Keep on writing.
Repeat as necessary.
You know why they tell you to write every day? Because if you don't, you start to suck at it.