Yesterday I barely added to my MS in the 3 hours I had to write. Why, you ask? I'd gotten to that point in the story. Everybody has a point that they have difficulty writing. Mine is the love scene. I over think every word I'm putting down which would be awesome during revision, but for first draft . . . well, I should just get on with it. I know I can layer in after, but man . . . So why write them? A lot of romances gloss over the love scene or "close the door" on it. But that's not what I like to read. I'm okay with sexual tension, but when it comes to doing the duty . . .
I made a playlist, then I repeated one song over and over. I added a few words, checked my email, wrote a few more words, checked my email, changed songs, checked my email. I don't get enough email to be checking it this much. This morning I turned off Yahoo and Messenger. I closed out of my email. I picked one song and I forced myself to write the damn scene. After 500 excruciatingly painful words, it's done. We are now in post bliss. Where the weight of what the characters have done will come crashing down around them. Well, maybe we'll wait until morning for that to happen. :) The fall out I can write, the leading up to moment I can write, the actual moment . . . well, at some point I'll feel comfortable writing it and maybe it will take me less than a day and a half to actually write the darned thing.