My husband and I recently had a medical scare concerning the health of our 22 year-old son. While waiting to hear back from the doctor, the last thing I felt like doing was working on my book.
I decided to type the last few pages I'd written the day before into my file. That got me back into the story and I sat down and wrote three new pages, my daily quota.
Afterward, I felt much better and optimistic, like a weight had lifted off me.
Turns out, the medical scare wasn't as bad as we'd thought. Although he does have a health problem, it isn't all that bad.
Relieved, I again didn't feel like writing. So, what did I do?
I wrote anyway and felt wonderful afterward. Seems writing is the best therapy in the world.