But not today.
Or tomorrow, I think. Tomorrow I'm not sure what I'm doing, but it's not this. Nor is it working on the revisions for "The Red in the Sky is Our Blood," because I can't do those yet, because I am awaiting on Outside Forces. Nor will I be working on Chill yet, even though I have only six weeks to finish the draft, because this needs time to sort itself out, and I will not help it sort itself out by plunging into another large project that also needs a good deal of sorting out.
So I will shower now (I am still in my pajamas--what a bizarre combination of sloth and virtupitude writers is--and then I will climb tonight, and perhaps tomorrow I will go for a run in the morning and then do a bunch of research and let my brain do story-pondering things quietly until it solves this conundrum. After all, that works sometimes.
Think about what you are doing, not how you are doing it.