I didn't delineate clearly enough between what happens to my own story ideas (go away and usually don't come back) and my affection for other people's stuff. Sorry about that. I'm very distracted and agitated and afraid and concerned today... so things aren't coming out of my brain clearly. (Yet I'm so desperate for company that I'm flapping my yap over here... heh.)
But yeah, other people's stuff that is "old" or "not the newest obsession" is comforting. I have favorite books ... hell, I reread everything I own at least once, often more than that. And it may be largely finances that keep me from following old favorites farther -- it's often a choice between old favorite and new exciting thing and the new exciting thing wins the few dollars I can spare.
I'm a contradiction. That's for sure. Sorry to be confusing!
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I didn't delineate clearly enough between what happens to my own story ideas (go away and usually don't come back) and my affection for other people's stuff. Sorry about that. I'm very distracted and agitated and afraid and concerned today... so things aren't coming out of my brain clearly. (Yet I'm so desperate for company that I'm flapping my yap over here... heh.)
But yeah, other people's stuff that is "old" or "not the newest obsession" is comforting. I have favorite books ... hell, I reread everything I own at least once, often more than that. And it may be largely finances that keep me from following old favorites farther -- it's often a choice between old favorite and new exciting thing and the new exciting thing wins the few dollars I can spare.
I'm a contradiction. That's for sure. Sorry to be confusing!