I haven't written a sentimental post for quite some time. In between arguing passionately in court, rushing through the daily grind and welcoming a very important person to cat city, this blog has become somewhat redundant- save for a couple of makeshift updates with pathetic photos.

I sent my nano novel to Archangel for his perusal. Yes, the novel which didn't quite make it to stardom. Written hastily in a month, I dreamt that it would make me the JK Rowling of Sarawak. Of course, coming back to reality, it never happened.

Reading through the outrageous stuff that I wrote, I realised the myriad and complexity of emotions I was going through during the months of September to November 2005. Work wasn't exactly satisfying, and my personal life was hanging on a thread. Under such circumstances, I really couldn't blame myself for coming up with such an outrageous plot for my story.

Couple of months down the road, reading the draft just somehow made me laugh. The people whom I depicted in the story now do not matter anymore. The plots and the storyline do not exhillirate me.

So, I ask myself... what am I going to do with the 40k plus worth of junk which I so laboriously wrote back in the crazy month of November 2005?

I do not know. :)