Progressing the manuscript - confessions of a suburban writer

I have taken to handwriting, however clumsily, every morning when I get up, to simply progress the
plot of my new novel manuscript. In my pyjamas, in my dressing gown and old socks. With a cup of coffee at my side, usually growing cold as the stream of consciousness takes hold.

This stops me -
overthinking thingsgetting stuck in editing mode on my computerlosing the plotovercomplicating the plotfeeling those self-defeating emotions that accompany the process of writing a novel when inspiration is not forthcomingIt's still slow. I type it up and edit over the course of the day, between more cups of coffee and suddenly pressing tasks.

Yes it's working and the plot twists and turns still take me by surprise. I guess the trick now is knowing which paths to follow, and where I need to backtrack.

I wish you all the best, fellow writers, with your own endeavours. Keep writing.