By the time you get to the end of your pregnancy--at least for me, I'm sure there are some women out there who do not feel this way--you are so unbelievably ready to give birth and get your body back that you just want to beg the baby to please get out. Get out. Get out. Get out. At least I did.
That is how I am feeling about my work-in-progress. I know what has to happen. The characters know what has to happen. And yet, nothing is happening. The writing is slow. The characters are frustrated with me. I'm frustrated with them.
So, I need to ask: Can I just give birth already?