Here's one for you. When people know you write, for some reason, they send you their writing. I don't know if they are seeking validation, editorial assistance, or what. This is particularly excruciating when the person who sends you whatever it is, poem, short story, first draft novel, is an old friend that you'd prefer not to lose over the fact that whatever it is they sent you, it is absolutely one of the worst written things that has ever laid ink on a page (or pixels in a file, if you couldn't bear to print it out). It is florid, misspelled, choppy, awkward, and a hundred other adjectives that are best not discussed in mixed company (and by mixed I mean literate and illiterate).
What do you do? I procrastinated heartily for months, but eventually the emails and private messages caught up to me, and I was forced to re-read the dreck and comment upon it. I struggled. What to say, what to say? I finally said, "You have some good ideas. This is a good place to start. Try reading it out loud, as if you were telling a story, and throw out anything that sounds awkward."
The response I got? "Thanks."
I'm still not sure what they wanted in the first place.