Have you ever had the feeling you were going to write something but just didn’t? Did it matter? Or did you not care? What compelled you to write something even though you weren’t going to? Was it passion? Compulsion? Duty? Or entitlement to write the best novel for the modern era? And did you get around to writing it at all? How did it make you feel when you didn’t write it? Really good. Chill, relax, and take a break.