I am pleased to know that I am inspirational, and less pleased to know that I inspire feelings of inadequacy.

It's a hoot, really. My writing, while entertaining, is (in my mind) insufficient.

If I did the things I should do -- like resume normal NVT activity and complete the sample chapter I'm supposed to write for Chaosium (deadline: 41 days and counting; progress: nil)... then maybe I could see it.

Or even if I could bring myself to write here more regularly...

I don't know. Sayr, if it makes you feel any better, reading my own work also inspires me and engenders feelings of inadequacy.