Resistance

This marks the 14th morning since I started the new writing practice, and I have only missed one. I've been writing at least 200 words a day, so now I have 3,000. It rambles, and most of it is not useful.

It has become apparent why progress on the novel has been blocked: I am unable to access my voice. I know how my writer's voice sounds, and this is not it. It comes from practice and more practice, so this daily exercise might help recover it. But I have doubts. My brain feels like a dry piece of wood at this time of day, incapable of spontaneous, vivid, unexpected imagery.

Another problem is ennui. This morning I had just hauled myself out of bed and was standing in the kitchen making tea and eating a bowl of cereal, when a thought went through my head something like this: "Oh no, not again. The same morning routine. If I keep pursuing my goal, it will always be like this. Why can't I do something different for a change?" (Something different seemed to mean going back to bed or playing Cities and Knights of Catan on my laptop, neither of which is particularly exciting.)

Resistance and negativity. I need to rewrite that little script. Any suggestions?