Fighting with the Psyche
I'm writing along -- have a great time, really into the story, feeling like a WRITER!
Then I come to an end of a section. It could be the end of a chapter or just a break within the chapter. And my minds says, "Okay, we're done." and shuts down.
What the F****. We are not done. I've got 10,000 words to write by the end of March and a piddling 1,000 isn't going to make it.
So I guess I'll go have lunch, and come back to write after. Maybe that will fool my psyche into thinking that it's a new day of writing.