Scrubs often hid weak drama behind constant jokes.

My friend Lisa had a similar thing happen last year. She was writing a novel and her daily writing habit just died after she moved apartments. I mean, she had boxes of notes but couldn't open them for months because it felt too big. Then she started by just reading old entries without pressure to write new ones. After a week, she wrote one sentence, and it slowly built back up. Now she's back on track, and she says starting small broke the freeze.