The caper in this caper story I'm writing kind of vanished.
I had too many genre savvy characters who went, oh it's a caper, and got on with their lives. So now it's more of a character-driven adventure, without all the who's-zooming-who.
I got stuck three times writing the first thirty pages of it, went back and started over, and you know, it just didn't want to go into the shape I had planned. Eventually, I decided I would rather have a finished story than the story I had planned on it being, and got with the program. Now I'm averaging six pages a day and expect a draft before the New Year.
Stories are kind of like relationships. You can try to force them to be a thing, and break them, and make everybody wind up unhappy.
Or you can let them be what they are, and enjoy them, and realize that sometimes you have to let go of your control issues and let things just be.