Novels I’ve never written, Films I’ve never made
9/3/2007 – 9:53 pmToday, I turned 34. My gift to myself involved cleaning my basement. I threw away some furniture that had turned bad in the damp air. I swept the floors. I organized and/or tossed a bunch of DVDrs and CDrs.
One thing that I wanted to be rid of was this foot locker. It was a cheap one purchased for me before college. Somehow it survived the selection process of moving around as much as I did before I came here. It would have been tossed once or twice since then, however, I stored 4 large notebooks, and about 6 sketch books all from 2000-2003.
Mostly, they contained journal entries, plots to novels I am never going to write and movies that I will never make, character sketches, to do lists, drawings, diagrams… All of it completely mashed together, Completely disorganized, completely in need of a purge by fire.
So I got a couple beers, and sat in front of the fire place and did just that. As the flames grew, Mrs. H noticed that the woog was rapt. We sat him in a boppy seat and he watched. He loved it.
I won’t lie. It felt great to be rid of that stuff.
One Response to “Novels I’ve never written, Films I’ve never made”
Happy belated birthday!
I spent a birthday several years back cleaning out my old stuff and writing a letter to a friend. One of my best, most productive days, ever. Though beers by the fireplace would have been a huge plus.
By Arabella on Sep 12, 2007