The oddest thing happened to me this morning. I got my cup of coffee, started my computer, and sat down to write.
Only, when I reread what I wrote the day before, I was horrified. WHAT HAD I BEEN THINKING! It was horrible, the worst I have ever written.
I know that because of NaNoWrimo I am rushing through, but it was almost as if I hadn’t even written it myself. It did not sound like me.
Is that whispering I hear? Jupiterians, is that you?
Hello Jupiterians! I haven’t seen you for a while, I thought you might be gone for good. I’m happy to see you back.
What do you mean, maybe I won’t be so happy?
Why are you so upset? What do you need to tell me?
Oh.
Well, I can’t say I am happy that you deleted everything I had written and rewrote it for me. I appreciate the sentiment, but I would rather you let me do my own writing.
I don’t care if you think what you wrote is better. I have a right to do my own work.
Yes, that is how I want it!
Well, fine to you too.
Don’t cry, Jupiterians. I don’t hate you. I can fix it.
Yes, I promise I can. I always save a copy outside of my computer every day I write. I can retrieve that one and start exactly where I left off yesterday.
Ah, the sound of giggles. Everything is back the way it should be.