I looked at an old novel of mine . . .

I looked at an old novel of mine, and it was pretty sad.  The story was strong, I think, but the execution was just not there.  Then I looked at the re-writing I had started but gave up because I forget why, some form of discouragement anyway.  The rewriting looked pretty strong, but I couldn't remember what I was going to do to it next.

Oh well.

I'm just not very good at anything.  But maybe this time, with this book, I'll have written something worthwhile, after all.