Some say the glass is half-full, others say it’s half-empty. Really, there’s just a glass with some liquid in it. (Preferably a full-bodied shiraz).

I’m a realist. And I’ve been thinking (bad habit) about people who have novels stuffed in a drawer somewhere. I’m of the opinion that most stories can be salvaged in some form or another, but it might takes years to get that novel to the point where an agent would really look at it. By then the story might be (maybe should be) unrecognizable from its first draft, but it was saved from the drawer.

Now I want to know- what makes a person decide a novel really can’t see the light of day? Can most books be reborn from the ashes?

Painting by me, inspired by the throne room of the palace at Knossos.