I write in a "notes" file -- all about why I can't write this book. I let myself be completely honest: I can't string words into a coherent sentence today. All I want to do is eat everything sweet that exists. I don't even know what my main character wants. What does she want? Does she really want to please her friend? Or does she actually want to break away from her? Hmmm... As I write about my confusion, I sometimes break through -- if not to answers, at least to some interesting questions. It is a daily struggle.