I've been wanting to write a new novella for a while now and ideas have been a bit thin on the ground. Nothing seemed to catch fire: every spark either went out or blew away on the breeze.
But tonight an idea hit me out of the blue - incorporating the loose Exorcist homage I've been musing over for several years, the horror of loss of identity, my usual sense of urban dread, and a kind of vigilante scenario.
I even have a title: Better Now
I shall start this fire tomorrow and see how it burns.