How many years has it taken to compile this unruly cabinet of unstackable plastic? No piece fits well inside another. No lid hugs tightly to its counterpart. Squares, rectangles, what used to be circles...And don't even get me started on taking them out of the dishwasher! Why is Tupperware (Gladware, whatever-ware) the only thing that never totally dries on heat cycle?
Writing can be this way, too. I seem to hit a point - the same point - in every MS where the scenes become unstackable, the edges don't quite fit together, even the characters seem almost unrecognizable (what was once a circle...)
Do you ever reach this point in your writing? Does it happen in the same place each time, or is it one MS that haunts you from a drawer?
If you were able to overcome, how did you do it? Did you throw out all your old "Tupperware" and go for the new and tidy, stackables? Or did you give your characters a stern talk and a backhand and take back the reigns? Perhaps you set it aside for a while and came back to it later?