My pc is an infirmary of uncompleted stories. I get excited with an idea, develop a plotline and take to it like a dog with a bone. I write a couple of chapters, and then, I leave it to fester. Then I get hold of another more exciting idea, and I grab a hold of it and—you guessed it—like a dog with a bone AGAIN. I start a fresh new story, only to abandon it after a few chapters too, in favour of a new idea. Occasionally I may return to the old story, [like an unfaithful lover] get excited with it for a few days, but become disinterested once the excitement of the “chase is over.” Don't get me wrong, I love my stories, I really do, all of them, or --well, maybe some of them. We can't love all our relatives equally. I consider my attitude to my writing not unlike that of a snake with a rat--writhing and twisting with it for a few hours before slithering off to hide in a hole, and regurgitating it. The problem is, I'm helplessly at the mercy of my own self-inflicted creativity chaos—or ignorance. I've abandoned more plotlines than Taiga Woes has dumped mistresses. Unlike him though, I'm not wealthy enough to escape from my dystopian stasis, and go luxuriating into the some fleshing rehab centre for calm reflections and a burst of inspiration. I am compelled to go to a place of enduring martyrdom called my job—otherwise, I will be the next destitute you read about in the Daily News as the one that fell from grace. I’m lucky I’m not using a typewriter—I’d have been very prodigal with paper. Anyone with some useful advice? I don't want my pc to become a graveyard of unfinished stories. But I am tired, I really am.