laughably ambitious

i've recently noticed that i am laughably ambitious. i tend to start projects with big goals in mind then i never get around to finishing them. for example, the butch dynamite chronicles--yea thats not happening :] today i started a story about a person who was a spy-type super agent who worked for the us government in a pre-apocolyptic world, [the calm before the storm kind of feeling]. the setting was centered around the "war" which is reminicent of the Iraq war, but in this alternate reality the war sparked mass paranoia throughout the world and the US was pretty much the "bad guy" of the story. we occupied the entire world and took the whole "global power" thing to a whole new level. we sent out spies, called patriots, to these countries to execute "coup de tats" within the foreign governments to create reluctant allies. we didn't have presidents anymore, we had Chief Wyatt "the enforcer" Leaghton. Leaghton was a super-dictator and his rise to power was actually a pretty interesting story. he gathered followers by preaching his outrage and opposition of the war and we won over the citizens of america. after the citizens forcefully booted the president they gave leaghton absolute power and he ran with it. he slowly yet surely strangled individual freedoms because they "posed a threat to the security of the american people". he began systematically lying to the people and he controlled the media so the people couldn't see just how bad everything was. the only people who were aware of the treachory were the people who worked directly for the government, like the main character. the main character then decides that she has to do something about it. she would rather be the unsung hero than the vigilante who gets credit so she decides to give the US's secrets [ Leaghtons plan to nuke countries deemed dangerous and inferior to his ideals and to create a brand of overly obedient citizens who are void of free will] to britain and their resistance program so that they can save the world. with the newly spilled secrets, the resistance plots a systematic demolition of the facade Leaghton has put up and ultimately return the free world to its citizens. the end. lol i don't think i'll ever finish this book, but its something to think about. I never really thought i was cut out for journalism, and the idea has been amplified by taking j10. i'm more of a fiction writer, i make up these amazing tales of morally grey, broken people who then save the world and in the process find themselves, or hilariously funny comedies that seem to have been written by a person under the influence of hallucinogens, but not really news stories.