Fact: The amount of research my OCD and I have done over the years could constipate a blackhole.
Fact: The amount of that research that has made it into my writing could barely top off a teacup.
Fear: These towers of leftover “stuff” will one day collapse and crush my bones into little OCD-riddled bits.
No way I’m going down like that.
All that “wasted” research is being repurposed in my ‘Break the Block’ writing prompt book coming out this summer.
Who knows? Maybe I’ll be a use to mankind after all.