Me, me, it whispers. Remember me?
The clear out itself is proving very cathartic. I've already filled my recycling box with paper twice over, and my writing filles are looking much more pared down to essentials, and much more organised. Not to mention taking up far less space on my shelves (although still quite a lot of space!)
But yeah, that story. It's the one I was working on again briefly before commencing MoulderingBook last year. And yet again, it's poking at me.
Life is a bit all over the place at the moment anyway (hence my general absence from LJ), so I'm not making any decisions about the story at the moment. What I do know is that I can't work on two stories at once, so I'll need to figure out either/or at some point. For now, my head is too full of other stuff to make that choice.