A week ago Thursday, I decided that the Friday-post-that-never-was should start with: "A year from now, I'm going to write a post filled with all the good advice that I don't know to use now."
Thinking of that, I realized how much advice I've taken in over the years. And that advice you don't take isn't particularly helpful...
Everything, from seeing a shot of Vin Diesel as I channel surfed to waking up with the chorus of a once heard song in my head, has been giving me ideas for characters and setting. Meanwhile, the collaboration was staring at me with accusing eyes and a stagnant word count. I told myself to focus...and ended up playing a lot of Plants Vs. Zombies and Bejeweled.
Growing desperate, I desperate, I dusted off the my copy of The Artist's Way and started to do an exercise that had given me success in the past. It's a long term recovery sort of thing, so I also started to follow my own advice. "Just one line." I had a few days in a row where that's as far as I got on my little section of story. Then someone had posted what I'd been ignoring: use the ideas that you have. Instead of blocking out the inspiration that was coming to me and sitting on the story that was blocked, I wrote the ideas down.
It wasn't exactly a floodgate, but when I went to write "just one line" that afternoon, I was able to write to the end of the chapter.
Somewhere in there, you know, if you happen to be stuck, is my advice to you.