Here's a thought. What if I just don't finish?
Today I'm up to p. 349 of THE PRICE, and I don't want to write any more. I'm tired. The scene coming up is just too hard. I have one book. What do I really need another for? I could go to the beach. I could go to Peru. I could just, you know, go shopping.
What am I trying to prove, anyway?
It's a free country. What if I just stop, right now?