The heat is on!
Or at least in my funny head it is.
I’ve reached the grand whodunnit reveal of my first Cozy and the pressure is on to make it tremendous.
True, this is still the scene-by-scene plotting stage.
True, Cozy readers don’t expect, nor do they want, a big shootout at the O.K. Corral kind of finale.
True, this is my brain we’re dealing with, and, well, yeah.
Not only has my OCD latched on to the climax, it’s humping it quite obscenely.
Yeah, I’d look away, too.