So yesterday while cleaning my computer of shit that either didn't belong to me, or I hadn't looked at in so long I forgot it was on there, I happened across what I thought was a first draft of a couple chapters of a story I had started writing while in highschool. Before trashing it, I thought I'd take a read through and see how juevenile it was in its format and story. Boy was I fucking shocked.
Apparently while in college on a drunken/sleep-deprived night inspiration struck and I deleted the highschool draft and from the beginning rewrote the first few pages in the first person and with some rather interesting ideas.
I'm torn... Do I keep the thing in the hopes that one day I'll be able to sit down and maybe write something worth reading? Or do I trash the fucker and forget about it because I'm all together too damn busy and likely will be until I die?
Apparently while in college on a drunken/sleep-deprived night inspiration struck and I deleted the highschool draft and from the beginning rewrote the first few pages in the first person and with some rather interesting ideas.
I'm torn... Do I keep the thing in the hopes that one day I'll be able to sit down and maybe write something worth reading? Or do I trash the fucker and forget about it because I'm all together too damn busy and likely will be until I die?
meow:
Thanx! 
