I'm finishing my memoir. I don't say this as some kind of stress-filled statement. I'm telling you that I've decided to finish. Here's a hint at how I conjured up the magic to actually do it this time.
When you're whining and resisting, sometimes you just need to freaking do the work. Even if "the work" is as small as this.
When you're ready to finish ... but you're too scared to even start.