The Scrap Box
I have a lot of stuff floating around the writing folders on my hard drive. Thirty page starts, bad ideas, scrap writing, stuff from when I had writer’s block and (just for the heck of it) wrote all the cliches I could think of into a cheesy mess you’d be likely to find on Quizilla (except with better grammar). And ideas. Lots of ideas.
Anyway, there’s probably another novel’s worth, stuck away in deeply nested folders labelled “Mixed Parts,” and “Crummy but Interesting,” and “Trash Can,” and “Really Big Trash Can,” and possibly also “Crap.”
In any case, I’m working on uploading all this junk. Some of it has its merits. Some of it just doesn’t have a home, and is perfectly good. Some of it… is worthy of being stuck in a folder labelled “Crap.”
The Scrap Box