Gustave Flaubert once said something that summarizes my state of mind today:
I am irritated by my own writing. I am like a violinist whose ear is true, but whose fingers refuse to reproduce precisely the sound he hears within.
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I hate it when that happens.
I think we all feel like that sometimes. Just don’t give up. Because, honestly, you are a beautiful musician.
We all struggle with this.