I picked mine because I have spent the worst six years of my life (dad's alzheimer's, his death, my brother's suicide) while trying to write my book. I didn't think I would ever really finsish it. I wasn't sure I would even stick around after my brother shot himself...but I did...and it's in print. It's about seeing something through inspite of everything going so wrong. Maybe I should change it to something else since so many of us are writers. I should call myself "Still Crazy After All These Years!" hugs sister girls.