I don't need to keep old manuscripts; everything is now in a self-published or traditionally published book, and if I had kept every first, second, third, fourth, etc draft I would now have a large room completely full of spiral bound white paper books.
There's something comforting about them sitting there; some visual reminder of all the millions of words and phrases sweated and grimaced over. But there is nothing like a good purge, so a revisit to the dump was decided upon this morning. Nothing like moving house to highlight the importance of not hanging on to stuff...
unsuspecting manuscripts
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