i want to write but i won't have the time to. it's embarrassing, actually. it's like how have you read Joyce and you're this bad at writing. the standard's right there, in front of you. he wrote the greatest stylistic guide of the 20th century. it's right there. how are you still writing clunky prose and how are you overusing clichéd phrases and how are you writing such pointless, onanistic, autofellatious, pretentious, angsty-adolescent-male bullshit. mine isn't the story of a secret literary genius stuck in academia struggling to write myway out. i'm just a guy who doesn't want to study, who also happens to be a below-average writer.
i think you may need some reverse psychology to get out of this. have you ever tried writing the 'wrong' story