I feel like I need to come up with a new disorder. CID. I am definitely afflicted. I’m already working on three different books. Well, four. One non-fiction and three fiction. Like, that’s enough. Right??
And yet I come up with new book ideas all the time.
It would be okay if it was in the world of the three fictions series I’m currently cooking up. But no, I’ll get ideas for something totally off the wall. Something totally outside of the realm of what I’m working on.
And I have to write the idea down because I may forget it later and hate myself (just a little) for not remembering.
So many ideas, and so little time. I’m multi-tasking myself to death here. (Insert whining face emoji).