I was thinking about this medical thriller that I wrote back in the 80's (I think - that was a many brain cells ago) and Sunnie thought she knew where it was.   I found it in the shed...An original, 100,000 word manuscript with no copies of any kind, printed with a state-of-the-art DOT MATRIX printer!!  Remember those vile creatures?  I think it took HOURS to print out 523 pages!  No surprise the dialogue was embarrassingly amateurish and the prose was stilted and just penny dreadful, but the story...it was good, man.  In fact, after I finish the creepy Bizarro post-apocalyptic hell on earth novella "Bad Notion Traveling Potion", I'm going to give it thorough re-write.  My Big Wish (The Secret, folks!) is to get an agent and get it placed with a big pub.  It will be my foray into the world of vanilla frosting literature. Look out, Robin Cook, here comes the Reverend!