Last Tuesday was a really good writing day -- although my protagonist isn't protaging enough. And the antagonist is being sort of stupid. I'm almost to the point where I want to treat what I've written as back story and sit down with a blank screen and start over.
We're getting ready to paint the outside of our house. So of course it's been raining. Not that I don't mind the lower temperatures.
The other night Mark, Arthur and I were walking home from the store and there was thunder and lightning. Well, mostly thunder. As we were looking at the sky, Arthur said, "Lightning hiding in the clouds."
There's a story idea if I've ever heard one.