Diagnosed By Dr Psycho
100 words for Friday Fictioneers
Photoprompt © Gah Learner
I spend too much time alone in my plain little rented room, planning and plotting. Tonight, however, I go out, to my last appointment in Dr Psycho’s fine leather and silk office.
I lie on the couch. He balances on his deep-buttoned wing chair with his legs crossed, pen poised, notepad ready.
I itch to grab that notepad and pen.
“I have diagnosed your condition,” he says. “You are an addict. Textbook case.”
“But it’s under control. I only do one line a day.”
Dr Psycho sighs. “You are in denial. Beyond help, my dear. Addiction to writing is incurable.”