Discovery

I just discovered a bunch of writing that I had kept on disks. Some of it is embarassingly bad, most of it could be good with some work, and some of it I actually think is good as is.

The bad news is that I know I wrote a ten- or twenty-page piece that was saved on one of the disks, but now my computer can't read it. I remember it pretty well. As a matter of fact, it was what I was most excited about reading. Maybe it's lost now? Maybe I should bring it back to life? Don't know.

The good news is that there are a few things I am actually going to try to tinker with. To find something I wrote over three years ago, that I actually like and want to expand on - is a pretty cool feeling.

It all might look like crap in the morning, as I've started listening to Leonard Cohen, and he always puts me in a certain mood that is more conducive to sitting alone in front of a computer screen. But still. Maybe it might look good tomorrow, too. Can't hurt trying.