I’ve sort of drifted into this weird limbo of not getting much writing done. I still really love the story, but I think I’m psyching myself out into doubting my abilities. Can’t put my finger on where this is coming from. The feedback from what I’ve written so far has been good and the next scene is clear in my head, but the writing? Not with the happening. I know every writer goes through this and the only solution is to Get Butt in Chair and WRITE.
It’s just . . .
I really don’t want to hear that advice right now. And I guess that’s because hearing what I know I have to do only makes me feel like a bigger loser for not doing it. I’m not used to this at all. I’m more of a “What’s the problem? Let’s solve it.” kind of thinker. Especially when it comes to other people’s problems. But maybe certain problems don’t require a solution or, rather, the solution is simply a friendly ear and a little understanding.