I certainly understand the frustrations of editing, and I've tossed out more unfinished stories and books than I care to mention, but I tell you truthfully that from what I've read of your prose, you have that special something that keeps people devouring the words. I only wish I had the time and energy to read more of you.
You can consider this a practice run and start over, but whatever you decide, it would be a tragedy to give up. There are so many stories and books inside you, and I truly believe someday you'll look back and say "That crazy lady was right!".
Yes, time is necessary for such things as this. That being said, until I am ready enough to lay the story on its back and dissect it like an Egyptian witch, who rips the entrails out and throws them upon the altar, it shall sleep in its sarcophagus as a mummified draft. Ah, how these analogies make me snicker. Thank you for your comment. P.S. Judging by your computer composure, the way it seems, you are far from crazy; but I fancied the remark no less cute.
I certainly understand the
I certainly understand the frustrations of editing, and I've tossed out more unfinished stories and books than I care to mention, but I tell you truthfully that from what I've read of your prose, you have that special something that keeps people devouring the words. I only wish I had the time and energy to read more of you.
You can consider this a practice run and start over, but whatever you decide, it would be a tragedy to give up. There are so many stories and books inside you, and I truly believe someday you'll look back and say "That crazy lady was right!".
It is like you say
Yes, time is necessary for such things as this. That being said, until I am ready enough to lay the story on its back and dissect it like an Egyptian witch, who rips the entrails out and throws them upon the altar, it shall sleep in its sarcophagus as a mummified draft. Ah, how these analogies make me snicker. Thank you for your comment. P.S. Judging by your computer composure, the way it seems, you are far from crazy; but I fancied the remark no less cute.
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Laughing. I'm glad your idea
Laughing. I'm glad your idea is safely preserved in the Smithsonian with a chance of resurrection. I liked where that story was going.