When I get home from work, anywhere between 5:30 and 6:30, sometimes I am so tired all I do is read a book and vegetate for the rest of the night.
But, in the back of my head, there's this nagging little voice whispering, "Don't read. You've got to write at least 250 words of your story tonight, and you've got to peruse the magazine markets and pitch your stories out for submissions and examine the book market and target houses for your novels and write that MWO idea that is floating through your head before you forget it, and critique that paper for your friends at Critique Cafe and...and...and..."
After a while, you either have to give in to the guilt or drown that voice in a cup of coffee and more persistent reading!!
What do you do, when you just don't feel like writing? I figure, it's a job. True, it's a job that you love, passionately. But still, it's a job. Even at a job, you get weekends. Once in while, I can take a night.
But tomorrow, boy, better get those 250 words written!