One of the members of my crit group had a bad week and threw up her hands, and her laptop probably and said, 'That's it, I can't write' and resigned from the group.
Don't we all have days like that? I certainly do. When the writing muse deserts you for a while and that last crit threw you for a loop as you worked for hours to make that conflict solution clear, but someone seemed to think otherwise and they don't like your heroine. [Whiney brat was one description I received]
You keep plugging away and sending out those darned queries and all you get back is form rejections addressed to 'Dear Author' The house is untidy because you simply don't see it anymore and who has the time when there is all this dialogue to write. The family thinks you are anti-social and obsessed because you miss whole conversations and when someone says,'Did you see that?' they follow it immediately with, 'No of course you didn't, you're too busy bashing away at that keyboard'.
Besides, none of them think you will get anywhere anyway, after all, 'Everyone thinks they can write a book', don't they?
Yet surprising things happen even after the worst days, and deep down, we all know we will be back again tapping away at the old keys. [I wear the letters off mine regularly] because we have to. It's who we are!
Oh, and our despondent writer is back in the group, after all that's what we are for isn't it? Writing is a solitary, often demoralising occupation because you need constant validation and feedback. Sometimes that feedback can be hard to take and you lose all motivation. But with writers, the obsessive/compulsive ones certainly - it doesn't last.