Done. Now get back to work.

You know when you sign on to write a book review so that you can pad your cv with an itty bitty publication? And how you are all optimistic at first and excited when the crisp cloth-cover arrives in the mail? And how you read through it and think about what you're going to say and about seeing your name in print? And then you get a bout of feelings of inadequacy and decide to set it aside for awhile? And how "awhile" turns into a few months, while you're busy procrastinating on all the other work you have to do, and then you find that you are hiding from the publisher? And then one dreaded day they finally do email you and ask you nicely where the hell it is? And so you agonize for a few days and then email them back promising it will be done soon? And then you buckle down and actually produce the thing and feel a great sense of accomplishment, cuz after all the one God-given, unpractised talent you have is the ability to write?

I know, right!