Okay, great, you might be thinking, but where does all this leave my beloved writer pal, Camille?
Everyone else is doing it, so I thought I would too. I rarely say that. Kinda novel!
If I talk about doing something, my brain sort of decides that's that and tends to have trouble executing said thing.
A measure of wanting things is good; I actually know what I want again. It's not an expired version.
If you've been yearning for something a little off-kilter in its fictitious force, give Threads of Wyrd a try.