Inner Critic at the Door

I spent this weekend working on the climax and wrestling with the inner critic.  Whom I let in without intending to.  I kept thinking that I had to do a low point, make sure I had enough for it…gave it the crack in the door it needed to waltz right in.   Of course, it’s like that commercial where a waitress falls and someone else asks, “Is there a doctor here?”  A woman rushes over, professing expertise because she watched a lot of TV.  Yeah, that’s inner critic.