Sometimes I read Neil Gaiman and think ‘I want to write as well as you do, and maybe some day I will - if I work hard’, but then I read something like The Problem of Susan and I just cry and cry and cry, not only because it’s so incredibly beautiful, but because he’s clearly some form of noncorporeal, transcendent Asgardian and, as a mere mortal, I can never hope to equal him.

At least, that’s what I tell myself so I can get to sleep in a puddle of my own miserable mucus.

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  2. thiefree said: I haven’t read that one yet, but yes, Neil does the same to me.
  3. theturtlemoves said: The thing about writing is that you’re never going to be as great as another writer. You’ll never be amazing like Neil Gaiman is amazing, but personally, having read your writing, I think you’re amazing in exactly your own way.
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