Post-NaNo Blues

On Friday I skidded past the NaNo winning line at 50,022 words and felt all good and self-satisfied with myself. I decided to take the weekend off from writing--from the computer as a whole, period. I deserved it, right? I worked hard all month, neglected all sorts of stuff to get this NaNo thing (and the editing thing) done.

And now, five days later, I can't seem to garner enough enthusiasm to get up from the couch, let alone write.

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http://www.thechangeblog.com/how-to-lift-yourself-out-of-a-depression/

My sense of achievement deflated like... Dammit, I can't even come up with a half-decent simile. That's how deflated I am. But I don't know why, and that bothers me.

True, although I did reach the NaNo finish line of 50K, I did fall way short of my 75K self-imposed goal. I also missed my Novel #1 editing deadline by over a month (and counting). I have a series of four short stories due by next week that I haven't even begun working on. The house is falling to pieces under the three-inch layer of dust that gathered during November. During November I had an excuse--adding up them words--but now I don't, and I still can't seem to locate the energy.

What's wrong with me? More importantly, how do I fix it?