A writer is, or should be, allowed to reference his own work, to critique it, to attempt to understand it. That is a vital part of taking the next creative step, to reference the earlier.

So... Sometimes I wonder, what else to write, or, why write, or, why is it taking so long to find something to else to say...

And then it occurs to you. Basically, you work on something for so long, and then finish it, and then comes a time when you realize (as you have before in small segmented moments) the completeness of the vision. You realize your own work is a great tale of the innate creativity of the human spirit, a great Quixotic vision set in the perfect place for it.

All these outside tendencies to think of some outside way to market... bah.