To quote my fellow Hoyden, Sandra Gulland, 'It's amazing how quickly writing gears rust.'
This has happened before, of course it has, but not for more than a few days. Firstly, I blamed the stressful run up to Christmas, then the holiday itself with the family distracting me, then the New Year deflation and everyone is depressed when all the tinsel and angels have been consigned to their boxes again.
January is always a cold and depressing month, and this one is arctic, with minus 12 degree temperatures at night and relentless snow since mid-December which freezes and re-freezes the roads so venturing out for a pint of milk is fraught with bone-breaking dangers.
I have caught up on critiques for both my groups and even written three book reviews for the HNR Blog. I am also about to compose my next Hoydens Blog - but I have only written 2,000 words of my wip in the last two weeks - and I have no idea why. I have a beautifully constructed spreadsheet with accompanying historical notes, with every scene and timeline all plotted out, the dates they occur and the characters involved.
I know exactly what happens to whom, when and what my protagonist's attitude to each event is - so why do I sit here staring into my coffee, totally unable to write the darned chapters?
Perhaps the snow-filled sky is muffling my creativity and I need thawing out like the English countryside. Whatever it is, I wish it would stop. I have to get this book written.