my angst

My goal since I came to Queens in 2006 has been to finish up my undergrad work and enroll in the MFA program for creative writing. This class is making me question whether I'm a good enough writer to even consider that path. All my life teachers and friends have told me I should write and I have filled notebooks and scratched ideas on post-it notes all throughout my house. But in this class I feel a glaring gap in my writing skills. Maybe I'm just getting exposure to writers I've never read before. I am awed by their talent and feel that their craft supercedes anything I could write. Slowly taking this journey for the past three years, taking two classes per semester, I am almost at the end of the first half of my goal and suddenly I feel a lot of angst in my spirit. Have I chosen the right path? I feel so unworthy, so frustrated. Perhaps creative writing is not for me. I wonder if every writer has to go through a period of angst when they feel they just aren't up to par. Maybe these feelings drive a writer to push though the frustration and find their voice. Maybe I'm just tired and need a break from writing every day for the purpose of a grade.