The Life and Times of Me
Yep. I spent more than three hours last night reading some short stories, novel attempts, and journal entries I've written over the last five years of my life. Normally this is torture (pure and simple... I think I can write?). But this time, I concentrated my procrastination time re-reading work I thought I might submit (didn't start submitting til late last year), work I considered complete, and some idea starts that I have stashed away in some obscure file naming system that I still understand and can find a file in under three nanoseconds (some forethought I don't quite recall right now must have worked somehow).
Anyway, I was pleasantly surprised. Somehow. There were some great ideas in the Ideas file. And there was some pieces that could be recovered after some fine tuning. And then there was this one piece. Was just an opener (or what I call a story start) that was absolutely stunning. Like, Who-the-hell-wrote-that? kind of stunning. I couldn't think that those words were written by poor little me... But somehow they landed in my writing files. It is a piece I will have to go back to someday... After my 5 other projects in the works. Oh yeah, and my one serious piece of writing that I promised myself I would finish.
But, it is good. Damn good. It was one of those moments where I thought, "Hey, I can really write!." And not laugh myself into hysterics.
Anyway, I was pleasantly surprised. Somehow. There were some great ideas in the Ideas file. And there was some pieces that could be recovered after some fine tuning. And then there was this one piece. Was just an opener (or what I call a story start) that was absolutely stunning. Like, Who-the-hell-wrote-that? kind of stunning. I couldn't think that those words were written by poor little me... But somehow they landed in my writing files. It is a piece I will have to go back to someday... After my 5 other projects in the works. Oh yeah, and my one serious piece of writing that I promised myself I would finish.
But, it is good. Damn good. It was one of those moments where I thought, "Hey, I can really write!." And not laugh myself into hysterics.
