After a few hours reconsideration, I have to back up my initial assessment: I desperately need cat therapy.

I'm climbing the walls here. Literally. I know what the world looks like when I lie on top of the window and stick my head out through the screen. People look at me funny. But the new perspective didn't help me write any. And I'm still in the first chapter. In a month's time, I will be a Scary, Scary Woman(tm).