Ladies and gentlemen, I’m suffering from FCD.

First Chapter Dysfunction.

A bad case of it, I’m afraid. All my attempts to write the opening scene of my first Cozy Mystery have fallen limp and rather sad.

So, now, I’ve worked myself into a tizzy about it, further exacerbating the shameful flop of it all.

If only there was a little blue pill for writers. You know, a literary Viagra? An inkhorn of Cialis, perhaps?

Alas, we FCD-sufferers can only dream.

Until tomorrow…

Chloe