Today, I was cleaning out some folders on my laptop. I anticipated this would be a tedious, dull, procrastinate-able task, but it actually turned out to be sort of funny.
It transpires that I have more random snippets of writing than I thought I did. Sometimes, I start writing something and after a page or so, I realize I really have no idea where it’s going, so I just stop. Hopefully, I’m in good company with lots of other writers on this one.
I found one snippet, though, that isn’t even a page long. It’s only 72 words. And I cannot remember anything about why I wrote this, or where I imagined the story would go before I quickly abandoned it. Full disclosure: wine was probably involved. Also, the document was is two years old, so maybe I can also foist the blame onto the mists of time.
So, here goes. If someone else wants to pick up this image and turn it into a proper sequence of events, feel free. If you’d rather just chuckle over it, like I did, that’s even better.
It isn’t every day you get a guitar smashed across your shoulder blades. And a damn good thing, too – it hurts. The wood cracked, imploding around the shape of my body. A couple of the strings snapped against the bending wood. One of them snagged past my eye with a sad country twang. I twitched in reflex, and then blinked against the sudden sting as it left a scratch across my forehead.
Okay, I know I said full disclosure before, but now I am really going to lay the cards on the table, so to speak. After this guitar smashing scene, there was a huge gap on the page, and then I had written several meandering paragraphs about how I should maybe learn to meditate. Which I have not. I haven’t even tried, and frankly, I probably won’t.
What random writings have you ever found on your computer, or in a forgotten notebook? Please tell me I am not the only one who leaves hilarious forgotten prose lying around for years.