That title seems to fits my writing habits lately. I can't seem to stop, whether typing or wasting trees my hands haven't stopped much in the last few weeks. I suppose the praise of my work, from other sites of course since I post none of my writing here, has been fueling the flames of my writers passion and I can't help but send out thanks to any and all who have read, liked, and gone so far as to have given their two cents on what they read. I have a goal: submit one piece of work, short story or novella size, to a publication(more than likely more than one to spread it around and offer more opportunities) by the end of this year. While I have my online stories, fanfictions mostly that don't get as much TLC as my original work, they of course can't be sold so the main of my focus has been on my current love, a little story about a neurotic boy and his strange family called Brothers. I don't want to give too much away on the plot or anything and I certainly am trying my best not to get my hopes up, but I really do think that this might be it. After years of trying to decided what and how to write I'm pretty sure I have found a subject that I am not only good at but that I by far excel at compared the the other genres I have tried in the past. This will all depend on how it's received and more importantly on my keeping my head on straight and not loosing my nerve before I have a chance to mail anything off. Chin up! I keep telling myself that but the further I get the more my nerves set on edge, lol. Ah well, the best I can do is my best, ne?