I have so much that I should be doing that I'm completely overwhelmed, and so much of it is stuff that I don't want to do which isn't helping in the least... so I let myself get sidetracked.

When did I begin to write my very first manuscript?  Gwen & Doug's story?

So, went up to my closet, pulled out my old journals... turns out they weren't in order like I thought, so had to put them into order, then begin thumbing through them... and finally found it:

Journal entry 5/25/2001 (Friday 11pm): I started a book last night, as in writing a book.  Yesterday the first chapter just flowed out of me.  Kind of cool.  :-)  A lot of polishing to do, but it's definitely a start.  It's fun to watch the characters.  They do things that I don't expect.  Like the 2nd male lead, I thought to call him Jim, but he introduced himself to the female lead as Doug.  *chuckle* He should know his name better than I do, so I went along with it.

So, I officially started the book on 5/24/2001... eight years ago.

Now, is the question:  Is it sad that it's not done yet?

Or is the question:  Isn't it great now much I've learned in the last 8 years?

It's probably a combination of both questions.

But, now that my distraction-question has been answered, it's probably best if I actually do something useful.