Buried Treasure

I was cleaning today and found a secret cache of about eight unfinished short stories, along with two completed (and very bad) ones. This spate of random personal archaeology has mixed results. On the positive side, I cleared out some much-needed storage space, eliminated clutter, and found two partial pieces of writing that I'd been looking for. On the negative side, though, is the emotional aftermath of reading some of these things. Based on the dates and contents of the rest of the box, I'd say these papers haven't seen the light of day since 1995. The writing has, to say the least, poor. Thank God I've improved in the last 14 years.