So THAT'S what's been happening to me!
Not the Pink Floyd album...
The psychological wall, the one that happens when you run a marathon. It happened to me at 20 miles when I ran my one and only marathon.
That's about where I am with the novel, if you put it in marathon terms.
Yesterday, I got through the wall (over the wall? under the wall?) I think 'through' more accurately describes the effort involved.
At the end of yesterday I suddenly noticed I was ENJOYING writing again.
Today, I'm looking forward to writing some more.
That's the thing about hitting walls. It feels so good when you stop.