I just love it when I get a burst of creative energy. I went for a walk at lunch to clear my head. A lap around the building in the beautiful weather was just what I needed. Themes, ideas, and plots whipped through my mind like a whirlwind. When I got back into my office, I pounded out a solid five hundred words of quasi-outline/draft. It may not be much, but it helped me bring some of the loose ends of the story together. And it felt damn good to write. With everything going on lately, that is a feeling I’ve been missing. Now I just need to dig up some more time to recreate it…