I work in solitude, producing, producing, producing, until I have too much. Then I weed out the crap, leave the little that I think is good, the moderate amount that I think is kind of okay, and hope that I come across as experienced. I have never been a good judge of my own work. I can never tell the difference between mediocrity to me and brilliance to others. I can't tell if it's because I don't believe myself capable of greatness, or if it's been sitting in my thoughts for so long that I no longer recognize its greatness.

"By writing much, one learns to write well"
- Robert Southey