If you follow this blog, you know I’ve been engaging in that horrid pastime of housecleaning this month. On Friday, I tackled a stack of papers, spiral notebooks, and writing magazines. When I reached the bottom, I found a ring-binder. When I opened it, I saw this heading on the first page, “Writing the Romance Novel.”
Oh yes, I thought, these are hand-outs from the RWA chapter I joined after I started writing my first novel. (No, it wasn’t a Romance, but at the time I thought it was.) I had opened this binder before, had the same thought, and put it back down. However, this time I looked closer.
I saw now these were printouts from a website, dated January and February 2000. These were lessons from a Virtual University course. I started paging through them and the name Anne Elizabeth Garrett caught my eye. Hey, I thought, I once named a character Annie Garrett. I started reading—Duh! This was a two-page bio on that character. I had in my hands the homework assignment I’d completed for that week’s lesson.
So … yeah.
I know my brain’s a little creaky, but it really creeped me out to realize I’d taken a writing course I didn’t remember. At all. Unfortunately, though I have all seven weeks’ lessons printed out, I have homework printouts for only two. Did I not complete the course, or just not print out the homework? Have I just not run across the other pages yet? Could these assignments be on my hard disk in some obscure folder, or were they written to floppy disks, which I burned last year, but couldn’t access even if I hadn’t?
Does the fact I’ve never written a Romance novel hold the answer? *Sigh* The world may never know.
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