I have succumbed to the dark side...

Here it is, days before Easter and I have fallen into that trap that so many women do.

I have become infatuated with a "bad boy" in my life.
Instead of focusing on fluffy little bunnies and making more decorated sugar cookies lightly scented with almond since we're down to the last one, my thoughts are consumed with a bad boy other then my husband.

Who is not a bad boy, by the way.

And who would have absolutely no idea how to even go about being a bad boy.

Poor me...sigh...

So... yesterday I was finally forced to tell my husband what was going on with me.

For the past several weeks I have been spending hours each day in my office...WITH THE DOOR CLOSED!

My husband has been tapping lightly on the door saying "do you need anything in there?" when he is really just trying to find out what I'm doing.

Because I am an open door kind of person, generally, but when the dark side came into my life I became more secretive...and perhaps even a bit selfish.

So I finally let him come in and introduced him to my "bad boy". He wasn't even slightly jealous. Which kinda/sorta confused me a little bit.

I'm thinking maybe he has a "bad girl" on the side, too, but that is a topic for another day.

For now I am using my laser-like focus to finish this story for you.

Hmmm.... let's see...knocking on the door...bad boy...husband...oh yea...ok...

So since my husband has met him and he's kinda/sorta out of the closet I'd like to introduce you to my bad boy, too.

Because some of you really, really need him in your life. And you know who you are.

OK, everybody. Meet Dr. Wicked.

Dr. Wicked, meet everybody!

Gee. Didn't that just give you a little shiver up and down your spine?

My infatuation with Dr. Wicked goes way beyond the attraction I feel just by hearing his name.

He is sarcastic and rude and makes horrible noises but he is very, very smart.

And he invented something I am totally into.

So how can I not succumb to the dark side with all this. Yup, this bad boy is the thing that has kept me up hours later then my usual wild 8:30 bedtime!

There are all kinds of cool settings to make you write...you pick your word count, your time limit and then the mode. You can go all the way from a gentle pop up box reminder to noises and flashing lights to having your work erase itself if you don't write fast enough.

It's not for editing. It is only for writing. And that is really the point of it. To eliminate all the excuses and to just write. And to make you just write what it's in your head and not sit around thinking about whether you should be spelling the word as "than" or "then" ...

I definitely need a bad boy in my life keeping me heading toward my writing goals.

And you might, too. So, since I'm all about kindness here I will share Dr. Wicked's address with you.

Just click here to see what it's all about. But listen. Please don't call Dr. Wicked on Tuesday and Thursdays. Those are my days with him.

And although I'm willing to share him I'm not willing to give him up entirely.

And to certain readers, and you know who you are...

just. go. write.

You have the talent. Now you have the bad boy.

just. go. write.

OK, I'm done being nice here.

And, no, you can't have the last sugar cookie.

sigh.