The Perks of A Dream

So here's my writing day so far. I got my butt in the chair. I turn on my computer and open the file containing my wip. My characters are sitting at the dinner table and have nothing to say. They're frozen in time. They've been sitting at that damn table for the past three days. Three days of waiting for me to tell them what to do. If they know what comes next, they aren't sharing it with me.

Usually something happens after a couple of days when I get stuck. I get an AHA moment. So far the muse and the characters aren't speaking to me right now. This has happened to me before and I'm sure it will happen again. Maybe I should go to the grocery store, or read. Hopefully, soon, the muse and the characters will be ready to come out and play.