I recall from a children's story a creature called a 'push-me-pull-you'. That term could also apply to writing.
When a hot idea hits, the writing pulls you into it and time flies. Other days there is no 'pull'. It's all 'push'. At its worst it feels like pushing a boulder up a hill.
Here's another pic of the crocuses to brighten up a boulder-day.
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