People often ask about one's old work - if they can read it (I'm not that evil), what it was like, how long you've been writing. Not one writer has ever sprung fully formed from the first sentence - we all have trunk novels, stories, and whatever else is formed of words on paper, in varying degrees of awfulness. Through a series of moves, my old work is long lost, and mostly forgotten.
I can, however share this 'gem' from memory:
My best friend and I were huge ghost story and Twilight Zone fans, and decided to become 'rich and famous' or somesuch by writing our own. (We were six or seven at the time, I suspect 'rich' included such things as getting our own pony.)
The memory is a bit fuzzy, but I believe the story had to do with a woman reading about a train crash and then perishing a few hours later the same way. Nothing wrong with the basic premise - the writing?
All I can clearly remember was the debate about the title, remedied by using both ideas. This masterpiece was called:
'The Fantom book of Fate/The Phantom book of Phate'
We thought the spelling change was terribly clever, but couldn't agree on which to use - so of course we used both.
I suspect the rest of the writing was equally inspired.