This is also known as this is the week where everything sucks.
By the last weekend, I had been chipping away at my word deficit consistently. I was back within 500 words of the NaNoWriMo average, and could make it up easily by the end of the week. There was a light at the end of the tunnel
Then the train hit. I only managed roughly 100 words and hated every moment of it. It wasn’t that I hated writing, or I hated the story. Events outside of my control came tumbling down on me that night, forming a weight I couldn’t write my way out from under. I realizedI was going to have to do a lot more research to write a scene, and my normal resources I turned to for help were coming up empty. I was tired and depressed and running on empty. On the advice of a friend, I took the night off.
That did the trick. I scribbled down a few scenes ideas at work and and worked them into the outline. I’ve jumped over the spot that I need to research for the moment, and have bought a book to read up on. I’m not ready to write that scene yet, but I’ve got a better handle on it now.
I’m back to forging my way ahead. I still have about 1500 words to catch up, but I think I can do it. If not, I’m going to come very close. So it’s time to hunker down and get my words done.