I usually fly through first drafts, but this one is more like a slow plod. Maybe I'm not inspired enough? Maybe I've started in the wrong place? Maybe it's not the right book to be writing right now? I don't know. For the first time ever, writing feels like hard work.
I thought getting the rough draft knocked out in 6 weeks would be easy, but I'm 12 days from my self-imposed deadline, and there's no way I'm going to meet it (even if the kids school holidays hadn't just started).
Should I put it away until I feel it screaming at me to work on it? Should I push through and ignore that nagging inner voice telling me it's a pile of horse manure? Should I start something new? Or should I take a break from writing all together?
Certainly, this week has been a crazy week for me. Some work stuff has been getting me down, and the weather hasn't done much to improve my mood.
Perhaps I'll spend a couple of nights trying to get through the MS critique I'm doing for another writer. Maybe then I'll find the inspiration I need to keep slogging on.
What do you do in situations like this? Work through it? Or just quit for a while?