Something I enjoyed during my high school years, writing short stories (sorries), I've lately been trying to pick it up again. Now, it always seems to end the same, 10, 20, even 40 pages and I read it and decide I don't like it. Delete key. To explain, I'm trying to keep it somewhat biographical, but not restricted to reality either. Problem being, my teen years were anything but happy. Mean, drunken old man. (No, not me, HIM!) Dad had his favorite, and needless to say, not me. I'd like to keep a little of that, but don't want to sound "poor me", because I'm not that way. However, when trying to deal with it in writing, it goes to the opposite extreme, and what was on the HD soon ceases to exist. Just wondering how many others do this? Rich