I sat down yesterday to write fiction and it was very strange.
The last month or so I've been working on a non-fiction piece that I thought was going to turn into a book, but instead it seems to have become a manifesto (and divination system). It might make a coffee-table book. A small one.
I had a bunch of fiction short stories and story ideas that I put on hold and now I have to get back to them.
That and I need to get more stories into the mail.