Writers is nuts. I can particularly say this because I'm so tired of SM right now that I can only concentrate on it in very short bursts, and I have to get up and do something else for an hour or two between bursts.
And yet I can't really concentrate on anything else because I have this nagging feeling that I should be writing, dammit, because I'm nearly at the end of the book.
I'm usually a "Type A" writer (as defined by John Varley) in that you would have to break all my fingers and chain me to the bed to keep me from writing.
Currently, I've become a "Type B" writer, where everything--reading fanfic on the web, watching old sixties spy shows on DVD or videotape, playing Windows Pinball, reading media tie-in novels--is more interesting than working on this damned novel.
Really, really, really need a nice long vacation.
What I'm going to get is another three pages, or bust. *grabs a snorkel and goes in*