I write at the top of the page, “Chapter Six.” I wait. I tap my pencil. I pick the goobers off the eraser. I stare out the window. Ten minutes pass. Nothing. I check my outline again. The sequence of events that seemed so logical while I was planning this book now just doesn’t fit. I start to feel like I do when I’m driving somewhere and I’m lost. I feel my body tense. I panic. “Great, now I’ll never finish this book,” I think. “That’s it. I’ll never finish this book. I’ll never get published. That is the end of my writing career. I’m finished.” I take a deep breath. I tell myself I’m overreacting. I go back to my outline and draw an arrow from the Chapter 6 heading to a clean spot on the page.
How do you work through being stuck with your writing?