And then, while taking the Express Bus home from midtown after checking the PO box, the ENTIRE FRAPPING STORY just fell into my head. Including about 75% of the dialogue.
I got home at 5.30 and have been writing continuously since. It's now 8.30, and I'm at a hair over 3000 words.
Sometimes, this happens. My only complaint is that this story kinda leapfrogged its place in line, as there are three other items I need to finish this week that I've barely started because of flu-ishness.
But you gotta go where the brain leads, sometimes.....