What have I done?! I could hear myself screaming internally as I looked at the sea of files in my Google Drive. I have so much shit that I’ve written, and so much of it consists only of half-finished ideas, a few sentences about a character or setting or plot. Realizing that I was going to have to convert this stuff was a nightmare realization. And when I started actually doing the conversions, that only got worse, because I realized that this was a clean install of Scrivener.
I had used other methods of storage before, some of which had existing file structures associated with them that I had backed up, and then I also had various pieces I had labored over at work (sorry, not sorry) which ended up getting stored in several work backups and then a massive dump of all that stuff after I left my job. Needless to say, what I ended up with was a working structure of mostly current stuff, backups of that stuff, then backups and dumps of several other platforms and things that I had never fully gotten around to integrating into whatever newer systems I came up with. As someone who was at least attempting to be a professional writer, writing itself was the main thing. All of that busywork and maintenance was stuff I knew I needed to get around to, but at the same time it never mattered enough in the grand scheme of things (unless I needed to dip back to find an older document or some such) to truly hold my attention.
Then it all got worse: I met Scrivener for the first time.
Hey people!!!!! Good mood and good luck to everyone!!!!!
This was great to reead
Grateful for shariing this
Thanks, Chris! Gonna buckle down and get er done this year if it kills me.
Looking forward to reading the book when it's ready!