Freefalling in the Abyss

I may not write the book. As both Surreal Girl and Stephen have bluntly pointed out, I am in not fit physical and mental state to be taking on a demanding creative project. I’m freefalling in the abyss. That’s not a good time to write 100,000 words to an insane deadline. Stephen is right; I’ll be no use to anyone if I’m ‘dead in the ground from exhaustion’. Working on the book might help block out some of the significant dates, but it could also be a slow form of suicide. I’ve got try and get past the constant sharp static of emotional pain and think clearly about the best route through this hell.