(Yes, this is a Melville-like post title, but it's a frustrating and elusive idea, just like the books of Guess Who.)
I recently completed a writing task that I've done lots and lots of times before. This time, though, for some reason it proved to be a bottleneck.
I couldn't work on it without getting all angsty and avoidant. I couldn't work on my own manuscript until it was done.
It was like pushing writing through a sieve. Of cement.
It shouldn't have been tricky, but my attitude somehow made it so. Why this task? Why now?
I don't know, but now I'm leaping about and rejoicing. It's finished, and the final product shows no signs of what went into writing it.
Has that ever happened to you--a task that you say "no problem" to and then can't seem to write? How did you get over it?