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.