That is all.
[vent your frustrations here.]
I want to punch my book in the sack..]
Why didn't I think of the children?
WON'T SOMEBODY THINK OF THE CHILDREN???!!
My book doesn't have a sack! Is that the problem, and has it been all along?
*runs off to buy a sack of potatos to attach to MS*
My book is being less of a whiny bitch today, so that's good. My desire to punch it in the unmentionables is subsiding, but the desire is still present.
Seriously, I've had several WEEKS where I get a free hour and I spend the whole time staring at my outline, or starting a scene and stopping again, or writing a whole scene and deleting it, or staring at my outline some more... If some kind of violence would solve this problem, I would be all over it. Maybe someone needs to punch me. I don't know. I'm up for anything at this point.