What lies beneath the surface?
At one time I couldn't stay in bed later than 09:00, even when I was ill - now I sometimes sleep the clock round.
It's hard to imagine but three years ago I was a writing demon, known for producing masses of quality scifi stories. I was able to write up to 10,000 words a week - now I hardly I write - the lack of work should bother me, but it doesn't.
What caused the change?
I woke up one day and realised, for the time and effort I put into a story, what I get back isn't worth worrying about, so I slowed down to the point I stopped caring about whether I wrote or not.
If I had more sales and a greater variety of e-books selling. I may be able to convince myself that I am the best seller my friends think I am.
But, isn't that always the case. Over the years, I have read many times, people asking where can they get my e-books?
In the end, when noting happens, you read the question so often that you don't believe what is asked.