The Indecision Trap

stockvault-sea137060Plop me in the middle of the ocean, sprinkle islands on every horizon and I’d die of exhaustion in the very spot I was plopped.


Indecision. Crippling fear of making the wrong choice. This is my sick life.

Yesterday, finally, I swam.

Toward the The Shallcross Burden, I labored. The first words of my Cozy Mystery finally reaching paper.

The relief was palpable. Even the circling sharks applauded.

Until tomorrow…


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