Isn’t that awful? I was keeping up very well with the novel-writing this month, and hit 25,000 words on the 14th, a day ahead of schedule. But then I didn’t write anything again until tonight.
I have a general idea of where to take the story, but not a lot of motivation to drive it there. I know I should just keep plugging along. But really, does anyone care if I write another 50,000-word novel? Clearly I’m not all that invested in it, if I have no compulsion to move forward.