| Okay... I started writing this in eleventh grade, I really liked the concept but lacked the skills to write it well. What I did turn out was laughable. I came across the file on my computer about a year ago, and set to work revising it. (I.E. revising a paragraph, waiting a month, revising another... etc.) I'm still not happy with what I turned out... and I know it needs more work. This is, by no means, the final draft of it. Perhaps, like the river itself, this story will constantly change as I go through the cycles of my life... This story has many different themes to it (perhaps TOO many?) and I urge you to read it. If fot nothing else... for the fact that this damn Geocities thing wouldn't let me cut and paste it, so I had to type it all over again just to get it on here. |