SUBMISSION FATIGUE -- you just don't want to send your next ms in because you can't bear the emotional exhaustion of the submission process.
READING FATIGUE -- that pile of arcs on your bedside table? Well, it isn't getting any smaller. And there are three packages on your kitchen counter that you know hold MORE ARCs but you just don't have the heart to open them. You start thinking all your rants against television-watching were premature. Plus, you've become addicted to Dance Moms (the original--the Miami one is kind of lame).
WRITING FATIGUE -- your arse is sore and you just don't want to sit at the keyboard anymore. It's sunny outside and even though you consider yourself an indoor sort, you have this sudden urge to, I dunno, go kayak on a lake or something. That would be if your arms weren't permanently bent into typing position.
PROMOTION FATIGUE -- you are sick of pimping your book and yourself. Sick of Bookscan, Amazon Author Central, Goodreads, Google Alerts. You know too much. You think nostalgically of your innocent prepublication days but in publishing and, er, other stuff, you just can't go back to holding hands.
I may have them all.
You got any?