Frustrated

The good news (sort of good): I have joined the working forces of America, got a job at Verizon Wireless. The bad news: Mr. Palahniuk would be oh so disappointment in me. I have had creative constipation for so long now, I feel like I am not producing anything I am satisfied with. Here is some sort of illustration:

Have my standards gotten too high? Am I not having fun with this anymore?