Do You Need a Minute. Or Two?
Just two seconds.
Just two seconds.
When I think of a great book title, it means I’m straying from task.
And I think of great book titles all day long.
Then I type them into my daily journal. Then I debate whether to add them to my list of possible book titles or possible chapters for my book, which will never be finished if I keep adding titles and chapters.
Then I consider using the new book title on the website for ‘Current Project.’ I change my ‘Current Project’ every few days to see if any project in particular grabs anybody’s eye. When I get some readers besides my three loyals (hi, guys!), I’ll let you know how that works out.
So today’s great book title is “100 Great Comebacks.”
Since I have scenes in my head when I’m on deadline, instead of working on my deadline, I play all the roles in those scenes to their hilt, to their highly dramatic ends. To their beautiful, logical, perfect comebacks.
And That Can Go There!
Be a Robot.
Don’t Joke About Stress. Or Chocolate.
Who’s on Thursday?
Either My Mood is Elevated or My Stress is More Energizing..
Rhymes with Shmup Shmup.
It never occurred to me that I might not be depressed.
I mean, really.
If all you think about is death, that equals depression, right?
Well, actually, as it turns out, no.
I think about death all the time because my OCD brain is obsessed with death.
As it happens, it’s also obsessed with some other things.
Actually, if you tell my brain that it absolutely cannot obsess about death, it will just find something else more horrible than death to obsess about.
Like torture, for instance. Or war. Or terrorism.
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