I'm sad because I only have room in my soul for one or two obsessions at a time, and despite my best efforts, writing is just not winning at the moment. Which would be fine, except that, unlike all my other little hobbies and obsessions, this one has an audience. And while I'm rational enough to realise that I'm not the Worst Person for having been stuck on my current WIP chapter for a disgraceful amount of time, I can't help but picture my readers as expectant little puppies with eager eyes and wagging tails, and that sucks, and I want to be better, and I fail, and that sucks.