I just had a really bad attack of the "oh my god my ideas are horrible and why am I so lazy and I totally suck"s. On the bright side, I'm learning to deal with these attacks better: 45 minutes in bed with a kitty and a good book has helped me see that it might take a few years for me to do truly groundbreaking research, and that it's okay if there are other people working in my field with me. I like to have peers. I just sometimes wish my peers weren't so damn smart. :)
I've found, by the way, that there are few problems that 45 minutes in bed with a kitty and a good book won't solve. It's the Swiss Army Knife of my emotional life!
Also on the bright side, I've just written the first draft of a new poem - my first in nearly a year - and I think it's going to be quite beautiful.
Only 5,000 words left to write on the RPG project; then I move into Super Queen Editor mode!!
