I was running for exercise. As I did, I became aware of my body’s sounds. A novel concept emerge.

I curtailed the run and went home. Sitting down, I typed up the first twenty pages, about 2500 words, then went for water and to clean up and change clothes. While I was doing those things, I realized a potential ending and saw more scenes.

I added the book to my To Be Written document.

Just the way it goes, sometimes, you know?