After a 6-7 year break, I actually sat down and wrote a short story. And that old story from the 1990's was the first one I had written since 1979 or so.
Ok, it's only 633 words, so it's probably more accurately a piece of flash fiction and it's too new right now for me to even judge what I really think of it and how many words it might eventually end up being. But, it was really neat to find this new door in the wall I'd built around my writing and allow my muse to move into this new workspace.
Kendall Evans really was the impetus that kicked my muse into gear. He had invited Sam and me to sit in on his fiction writing group and I totally panicked because I didn't have any fiction. I spent a couple of days looking for the 1990's era story by attaching a USB 3 1/4 floppy drive to my laptop and reading through stacks of old 3 1/4 floppy disks. I now believe it may be on a zip drive, which means I need to (a) find the zip disk, (b) find the zip drive and (c) install it on my current laptop or see if I can boot up the old laptop enough to read off the old zip drive). I'm pretty sure that it's not on one of those old 5 1/2 inch floppies I have been saving, which means I'd have to do some tinkering on a very old computer from the garage to see if I could read those.
I also am fairly certain that I have a paper copy in a box in the garage which still hasn't been opened since I moved from Pasadena.
When it became obvious I just wasn't going to find the story in time, I decided to write a new one. Oddly enough, an idea came to me fairly quickly and I went with it.