You just feel this way when it comes to writing.
I’ve written a lot of books over the years. And there are days, no matter how many I do, that I just feel like everything I do stinks, and why do I bother.
Then, every once in a while, someone new reads something I wrote, and their eyes go wide, that look of utter astonishment crossing their face, that holy crap, I am good, and maybe I really do know what I’m talking about.
I just love those moments.