A good number of years ago, I'm ashamed to even take the time to count them now, I had the incredible urge to begin the process of writing a novel (thanks to a few lower level creative writing courses and very encouraging instructors). Very early on I made pretty good progress too or at least in my mind I did. So I kept at it.
Life finally muscled it's way back to the front of the line and the book writing continued to get pushed away into the shadows. However, just like in a bad horror flick, from the shadows I can see those glowing amber eyes that remind me that those 47 pages of text haven't completely vanished.
I didn't completely toss whole writing idea. There were times I'd get the itch again, did out the draft from inside a dusty box and carry the damned thing around me until I was inspired to continue on. That didn't work. I even coerced my son, who was nine or ten at the time, into reading it hoping that something magical would take place and the flood gates of prose would open up wide. He made it through 5 pages before the lure of electronics grabbed his attention.
There was also I time when I figured I would start from page one and begin, somewhat prematurely I think, revising the little bit that I had been able to put down on paper. I figured, "Just a couple of pages a day and I'll get that writing bug all over again." I think I was able to manage three days until something came up and I had to set the novel aside...again.
Recently I've started thinking that I've grown out of the storyline I was using and that maybe I should start from scratch on something entirely new. Yep, that's my latest plan and part of that plan was to take the 47 pages that have been haunting me and let the shredder at work devour them. I tried to do that today but I couldn't get myself to let them go. Yes, I've grown to loathe the idea of that unfinished project but that emotional tie is still pretty strong and so I've come up with yet another stroke of brilliance that will hopefully quench this nagging itch and finally, as the title of this entry reads, lay my nemesis to rest.
Every other week I will be posting (that's twice a month) one page of my old attempt at writing that book. Lucky you right? Not only is it a good way of saying goodbye to those characters but it also lays out what I'll be posting on here for several months to come. Unless of course I get death threats from you all. Seriously though, you folks are coming back here for some reason so if it becomes apparent that the book thing on here is a bad idea, well, let me know.
Alrighty, so check back this Sunday, July 7th and we'll go from there. Who knows, this might just resurrect the whole damned thing.