Web Mistress
I made my own website. I’m still waiting for a prize like when you win the read-a-thon in grade school, nothing of material worth but some kind gesture that shines for as long as a manicure, a [...]
This is a holding cell for pieces I haven’t finished, the rescue dogs of the writing craft. I am not offering them out for someone else to adopt as much as remind myself they exist in half-baked form, and it would be mature of me to take responsibility for their completion.
On the other hand, it’s like a ghost museum commemorating when creative impulse crashed with procrastination or my carelessness about the craft. I can just leave these creatures here as a hallmark not of failure to finish but the effort of ever starting at all.
I mostly have these on display so you’ll remember how many times you’ve also had a great idea that a grand distraction pulled you away from fulfilling. Viva lost focus and forgotten promise.
