It took me a little while yesterday, but I finally did find my motivation. In the end, I wrote three blog posts for my own blogs, a handful of posts for a client, and worked on my novel for a solid hour and a half.
It doesn't sound like much, but I'm proud of it, especially since it was so hard won. It took me most of the day to get to where I could even write posts for my own blogs, let alone my clients', even though they are all fairly easy to do. At first it was hard going, but once I got into the zone the posts went quickly, and I wondered how it had taken me so long to get going on that. Have you ever had that happen to you?
Finally, around 10pm, I got to work on my novel. That was the hardest transition of all. For one thing, even though I had put in my time and was getting tired of writing client posts, I had a hard time switching gears and writing something that I wasn't getting paid for. That's a huge hurdle with me, and one I will have to overcome if I ever want to be able to finish even one fiction project. Besides that, though, I was picking up something that I haven't worked on in months and trying to figure out where I was when I left off -- a barrier that can seem insurmountable when you haven't yet climbed it.
Once I opened the files, though, and started skimming through to see what I'd already done and where I'd stopped, it all seemed so much easier, and before I knew it I'd put an hour and a half of work into it. I assigned myself 1,500 words for my effort (I'm giving myself 1k for every hour I work on revisions and timeline stuff, since those things don't leave me with a reportable word count). Hopefully I can put a couple more hours of work into it this evening!