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February 8, 2011
Going back and reading an old short story, I couldn't help but notice that my writing abilities were dispiriting.  I suppose it's good that I see how the story doesn't work and it's a good idea to recognize that I'm no Faulkner or Joyce.

I didn't stop there, either.  I went back and read a critical analysis from Drexel and was appalled at my writing abilities even then!  Now I feel insignificant; poor.

So the same dismal question looms over my head: am I worthy enough of graduate school?

My response will be futile.