So, I'm struggling through today's edit of the SEN, changing a word here and there and improving it, but not to the mind-blowing extent that I'd fantasized about and I'm frustrated because I can't figure out what's wrong with the darned thing or how to fix it.

When, suddenly (suddenly!) a novel idea occurs to me.

Maybe there's nothing, you know, really major-league wrong with it?

The SEN is far from being the World's Best Story, but maybe, considering the elements I had to work with, it's about as good as could be expected and I should stop bashing myself and just write the freaking ending?

Maybe that next scene refuses to be written because it's not the right scene for this story?

It's a shaky theory at the moment. It's a new sort of concept for me to wrap my brain around, but maybe I should run with it for a few days and see what happens?

In the meantime, of course, I'm missing yet another gorgeous, sunny day. They only arrive on Sundays any more. Just to taunt me.