Slog

Worked about two hours today, if I include all the time pacing around the kitchen wishing I didn't have to work. I tackled the two sections that yesterday I promised myself I would, but I'm not satisfied with the result. It's hard to put into words what the problem is, so I think I'll be returning to this subject later when I've given it some more thought, but I think there is some basic unresolved tension in the concept and construction of my novel that I haven't put my finger on yet and so haven't faced up to. I suspect it boils down to not really knowing my characters thoroughly enough.