Drowning in words

For my own sanity, all good books need to come to an end

I never really grasped why writers would whine about getting sick of a writing project. Particularly a book. For people like me, writing is what keeps us going. It’s been my thing since the age of 12.  So what’s to complain about? 

 Last week, I understood.   

I thought I had finally finished the editing of my book, “Saving Ellen: A Memoir of Hope and Rec…