Crisis of confidence

I "worked" about an hour this morning. It was about the skimpiest kind of work--mostly just sitting around daydreaming about the book. The little I did write was to no real purpose.

I'm having a plain vanilla crisis. I'm not sure that the book has an interesting story, and I can't figure a way to make it interesting. And I'm afraid to think about that too hard, because I know whatever solution I come up with is going to mean a ton of work on material I want to be behind me.