As a person who wants to please everyone, I've always had a hard time saying no to requests for my time. Before I committed to writing (finishing!) a book, this wasn't much of a problem. "Sure," I would say. "I can definitely volunteer for the Save the Platypus committee. While I'm at it, I can also clean the dog poop off your lawn, even though I don't have a dog, and drive your kids to school so you can go to the gym. I can also design the marketing materials for your new blended-compost smoothie invention, and correct the typos in your son's college application essay. Sure, no problem. My time isn't my own, anyway. It's yours, so I can feel duly productive. By the way, if you need me to file your toenails while you watch American Idol, I can do that, too. You see, I like staying busy."