Rob Mackenzie mentions the writer's block that follows acceptance of a MS for publication. I don't quite know if I have that strain exactly - I've written not-much all year - but it's certainly true that the liberation of being able to start something new is also a kind of bind.
I have a sequence in mind, and made a start by writing seven poems in seven days at PFFA. Although the pieces I've written this last week have some goodish features, I find that none of them quite deliver the effect I am looking for. I'll keep at it, but I think a sustained period of reading is in order, to de-gunk the old nogginbox and make the conceivable feasible. Aye.