OK, this is really weird, I know.
I'm driving across the New York State Thruway on my way toward Syracuse, NY and to points North and east. As I came across Canada, I worked on two poems and then switched to brainstorming for my NaNoWriMo novel, Death Angel, A Mycology Mystery. I am not doing any actual writing on the novel itself yet, just working on characters, plot synopsis, chapter synopses etc. I can't begin writing until November 1.
Here's the weird part: I'm all excited because I just solved a 50-year-old mystery. I'm so happy! :-D
If you want to know more about it, stay tuned.