From poo into something like the opposite of poo…food, I guess

So this story turned itself around rather nicely over the course of the day.  There’s nothing like not writing to help the writing along.  It really does wonders.  Some obsessive part of my brain can’t help do anything but work out the problems in whatever story I’m writing.  And it does its best work when I’m not paying attention to it.

Its like when you can’t remember an actor’s name and you think really hard about it and get nowhere, but then, once you’re focused on something else, suddenly something in the back of your head goes, “Oh! The guy’s name was Lanky McGinty!”

It’s like that.

Not that there’s an actual actor with that name out there.

That was just an example.

Would be a great name, though.