As I’ve mentioned, I am working on a memoir. I’ve been working on it for three years, to be fair. Recently, however, I have felt like it is getting somewhere. I have a structure I like, a premise I feel strongly about, and 75K words plus that feel like me. I refuse to give this one up. Refuse is a big word because I had given up on this one, knowing I would go back to it at some point. Will it be a best seller? Odds are against it. Will I finish it? Yes. Will I put it aside at some point because there is laundry to do? Absolutely. But I will finish. The laundry and the book. I have to finish so I can move on. I have five manuscripts in my head and this one is jamming up the funnel.