have you ever worked on a story for over a year and then felt extatic when you finish it? especially when you rarely finish the stories that you start, and you start them all the time.
having the story completely finished and typed and all happy and being edited is a great feeling.
and then you accidently and permenatly delete all 140 pages.
and cry for over an hour.
and have a horrible day.
and have to tell your friends.
*sigh* my miserable life...