I’ve been struggling bringing my latest draft to closure. I had all of yesterday to work and wasn’t able to hit a good stride for several hours. So far today the situation has been exactly the same. I think I need to acclimate to the space or at least to have the space in the condition that helps the words come easier.
I know, it seems really bourgeoise.
It is. I feel like it could be an excuse to avoid working hard or quite simply about not being deeply submerged in the story. It takes me a while to get submerged and when I come up for air or switch locations or often both, it takes time to get back down in the thick of the writing and to a point where I am deeply enjoying what I am doing. I am no longer the kind of writer who can hop in and out of story quickly or the type of writer who is good with constant distraction.