Until this morning.
And no, I didn't all of a sudden write such a phenomenal passage that it reminded me that I am a good writer and that I can write a full, well-plotted, enjoyable, sellable book as long as I keep working.
No. This morning, I went for a run.
And I ran well.
I'm constantly in a state of "I wish I was a runner," so while my performance this morning would have had real runner's laughing their running shoes off, I was happy with myself. But what really struck me was the fact that, for the last week and a half, I was too lazy to get up in the morning and go for a run. I made excuses and slept in. But this morning I got up and I ran, and I did better than I did a week and a half a go.
The break helped.
And that reminded me that sometimes people need a break so that they can come back and do better. I took a break from running, and now I'm coming back and doing better. And I'm going to take a break from writing so that I can come back and do better.
I'm going to do more promoting and blogging now, and I just accepted my first editing job on Upwork, so I am going to worry about that for a couple of weeks and set my WIP aside. After the break, I'll come back stronger and write well.
At least, that's the theory.