I just accomplished the unthinkable: I wrote a complete short story in the space of a single week.
Yes, the idea had been bumping around in my head for about two years now, but I hadn't actually gone to the trouble of writing any of it down yet. Whether it's any good, I can't judge. But I'm a bit enamored of it for the fact that it has made me feel productive and purposeful, which I needed right now.
I got to thinking about it last night, wondering why now? What was it about this story that made me decide that now was the time for it to come into being? As I said, the germ of idea has been alive for a good long while. If I had written it then, it would have been quite different. The elements of fantasy would have been severely muted, if present at all. ...