I've gone and done it. Jumped the Shark on my sanity. Each time I dabble with P, my brain liquefies. Cannot continue such behavior. Will seek and destroy shark immediately. Chum waters with pheromones.
Note to self: "Mia, find new screenwriter for personal life."
In meantime, have a gander at my book cover. No release date provided with cover, sadly, but here is a go, regardless.