This weekend I attended a house warming party with a friend for one of her relatives. I hadn’t seen this relative of hers for almost two years. I couldn’t conjure up a visual of her face and definitely don’t remember having a conversation with her. However as I left her party she asked “Have you finished that novel?” Say what? Yes, random. I was unprepared for that question, but I knew the answer was simple. No. I hadn’t finished it. Nowhere near completion. Therein lies my obstacle: finishing. Novels. Movie scripts. Film ideas. I need to finish.