/lit/ - Literature

>>9625574
/lit/ hurts my feelings all the time, anon. Not because someone called me a fag or said my writing is bad, more because being here for more than a minute every day engenders a passive type of shame about my work. Then I get off and go read something good and I can't finish it because it shows more passive seeds of shame, and so I get fiery passionate about writing better. So I put a kettle on and crack open my overflowing box of drafts and start writing or editing something and then I am slowly reminded as the night wears on and I read my own prose for the millionth time that I am complete shit compared to the book I was reading earlier. So I get back on /lit/ to shitpost and hopefully come across some readings of works that hadn't occurred to me or the titles of some books I haven't put in my list or on my shelf or the name of some author that I don't recognize to add to either but before I really get started the fear and the trembling are back and I know I am not getting any younger but there's so much information out there it's impossible for anything to not suddenly look like a child with his pants around his ankles playing at being a man at any moment, and then I realize I am posturing on /lit/ again to try and comfort myself so I log off and start reading and eventually make another kettle... I have written almost 600,000 words in the last 6 years. It's all garbage.