The wind is blowing and I think about "The Ides of March" arriving soon. I just washed Gracie (my terrier) and she is snoozing at my feet. Bath time is exhausting for her.
I am at a difficult spot in my sequel and keep putting off writing. Why is it that when a person is so close to finishing a big project they seem to freeze? My psychology background would say it was a fear of failure- or maybe of success. Hmmm.