After last year’s surgery prep, my muse for original fiction went bye-bye. I went back to fanfic, where I could do character studies, or explore alternate possibilities. One fanfic is winding down, and the other is being posted quickly because of the many chapters on hold.
Early today I had an idea to handle a problem, but I was dealing with stinky dogs and then messy me so I had nothign to write it on.
Now all I have is the memory that I had an idea… and that reeks.