You know how sometimes you look in your drafts and find one chapter of a story you almost forgot existed even though you had an entire plot planned out and characters, but you couldn't find the willpower to get it on the page because nothing could do your imagination justice, so you just sit there poking at grammatical errors in that singular chapter that you know no one will ever read unless you decide to come back to it in a year and bundle it up with all of your other matching one-chapter-prologues in a book titled ‘drafts’ that nobody is going to read anyway, and you feel bad because you never found the willpower to give any of the stories the attention they deserved, so you start picking out the grammatical errors again?
Is that just a me thing?
