Seventeen Years Missing

Seventeen years of writing is missing.  Seventeen years of written backstories, family drama and saga.  Seventeen years of sitting at any computer I could get to just to type out a small portion of what was in my head has gone missing.  Seventeen years of mediocre at best stories about a family I loved to write about, my friends liked to read and the precedent of one of my major writing loves has all but disappeared.

How does one recouperate that kind of work?  Some could take it as a sign that this would be an excellent time to rewrite everything in your new style of writing, showing off you much improved writing skills.  However, nostalgia is hard to beat.  Reading of badly written stories brings back the memory of the joy of writing.

It'll be hard to say good-bye but when there isn't any choice, you can either take the loss with dignity or wallow at the loss.  Either way, it's not coming back.  Good-bye to seventeen years and hello to whatever comes next.