The journey to the end
I had a bad habit. I would procrastinated on writing the end of a story. Whether to get an unneeded refill, or an unnecessary "sabbatical" from the story, it happened. So with this week's short story underway, I was determined when I came close to the ending, to keep myself glued to the chair, my fingers pounding on the keys. With my hand on an imaginary Bible, I can say, I did it.
That's all for now. Just wanted to shout my victory from the cyber mountaintop (I don't think that's a thing, but it sounded cool).