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gettyimages.comLife usually gives you pretty clear signals about when to stop doing something. When you cough, you stop smoking. When the light turns red, you stop moving. When the tissue appears free of skid marks, you stop wiping.
Writing is trickier if one has obsessive tendencies. Call it perfectionism (to be polite), OCD (to be clinical), or analness (to be Freudian). I have a hard time stopping. Even when I write a casual email, sometimes I read it three, four, five or more...
Published on May 31, 2015 06:04