I need to write.
I am better when I write.
But my OCD refuses to squat down on any one project long enough for me to grab a pen.
Mysteries, romances, women’s fiction, literary jaunts, all await my finishing hand. Just a few weeks of attention more and I could claim something ‘Done!’
I need a ‘Done!’ in my life right now.
I need it very much.
Now, if only my OCD would squat. (What an utterly ridiculous life I lead.)