musings about writing

[mickeym]

Do you ever go back and re-read a story you've written and wonder who actually wrote that, because you have no memory of the words flowing and making sense the way they do?

Maybe it's getting some distance from the story that makes that happen? I dunno. I've been looking over last year's Big Bang, and while I remember agonizing over parts of it (like the part where OMG AM I EVER GOING TO GET THIS FINISHED), reading it now is like: "...*blink*...I wrote this? Really? When?"

I don't get that with all my stories, but I really feel it with some. Any of the rest of y'all do that/feel that? Or is it just me?

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[honeymull.livejournal.com]

I've been spring cleaning my room, which includes going through the 20+ journals and notebooks from high school and up (they've been shoved in a dresser for years, nice and tucked away, but we're selling the house now, so EVERYTHING COMES OUT to be dissected) and there's some writing in their that just does not ping for me as my own writing. It's the creepiest thing to me, trying to remember. I have a distinct headspace I get in while writing, and it's just. Very peculiar, and somewhat off putting to not have ANY sense of that headspace again when I look at something I've done. I don't know how to explain it, but there it is.

I sound crazy, now. :D

[honeymull.livejournal.com]

Augh, typos. D: Wow. Fucked up a "their/there", even - hello, third grade.