Idiot Mistakes Vol I: Yeah, I’ll Definitely Remember That
I don’t know when it happened, but at some point, I got a brilliant idea. Some characters started banging around in my head, and I loved it. I began writing. I drew up a character sheet, wrote two pages of a scenario, tossed about an eloquent, yet empty introduction, and decided that the girl would look a bit like Mila Kunis. I even did a bit of research on some mythology. Then, out of nowhere, I ditched it. It was probably school. I went off to write poems, short stories, and a script for some grades. I spent a lot of brain cells on a research paper, a couple handfuls of assignments that taught me little or taught me a lot, I’m not sure. In the end, my story disappeared from memory. I can vaguely remember my girl running through the green jungles of South America. I remember a bear eating a man; then it all gets fuzzy. In the end, I had made a terrible mistake. I thought the story concept I created was so brilliant, I would be able to remember it throughout all...