I haven't told anyone this...not even Pete, till yesterday--but for the last ten years or so, I've been secretly putting a story to paper. It's been revised a number of times and I never fully completed writing it, but I just couldn't bring myself to share that information. Fear of rejection, maybe, or deadlines, or the "need" to do something with it other than writing for my own enjoyment? I don't know.
No reason not to share it now, because yesterday I found out that my EXACT same storyline has been made into a movie. Not a big budget one, for sure, it's just one of those B-rated "christian" movies, but when I heard the previews and read up on the film, I was absolutely floored to find that somehow, the story fits mine almost detail for detail. I don't know how that happened, but it did.
I threw it away. Why bother keeping MY story, when someone else has already done something with it? I can't even bear to look at it, much less complete it now. Already been done. I guess I "sat on it" too long.
I'm not sure what stings more--the fact that a story I'd put ten years into had been made into a movie and that all of MY dreams of maybe publishing it one day are gone...or that the movie is one that I'd likely laugh at for its lack of finesse on screen.
At any rate, if you DO perchance see the movie "No Greater Love", think of me, ok?