It’s official. Yesterday I finally deleted the last scene that had remained from the original story that I wrote back in high school. It’s a strange feeling. I thought I would be more irritated and upset about it, but I’m actually pretty relieved. I don’t know why I hung on to all that stuff for so long. And it’s not like it’s disappearing forever. I will be using some of it in the second of the three novels… It’s just a strange feeling. I don’t know how else to describe it. It’s as if the main character is a completely different person now. Which is good. She wasn’t that impressive to begin with. So now starts the task of reworking everything and making it all flow again…