I've hit a road block with my work in progress and what that ususally means is I've taken a wrong turn and need to back up and move in a new direction. It's the processing which new direction to take that makes me bonkers with anxiety. Author Sue Grafton has described the discovery draft process as akin to driving at night--you can only see as far as the headlights. That's totally my process. It's nerve wracking. I hate not knowing where a story is going. Or rather, I do know, but it's vague. I don't have the details ahead of time.
Outlining is out of the question because outlining feels wooden to me, like moving a bunch of playing pieces on a game board. I make connections and discoveries as I go. It's like the road trip/driving analogy again: I might plan out my route ahead of time deciding to take this street or that interstate to get from point A to point B, but once I get on the road I discover quaint buildings and interesting shops and bridges that have washed out and people wanting to hitchhike. I would have no clue about these things in the trip-planning process.
And with that, I'm off to try a different route.