Ping

A frosty night in the valley, and a bright morning. Snowdrops out, and the river dancing along.

Last night I brain-stormed ideas for stories, wrote a few things down, and, when Lovely Older Son came in, said 'look over that and see if anything jumps out at you.' His favourite idea wasn't the same as mine. We did some thinking aloud, asked questions, then suddenly our brains went 'ping', and we were asking 'what if', and saying, 'maybe', and ideas were flying about and bouncing off the walls, faster than I could write them down.

All you creative people out there, do you have somebody to bounce ideas off? What makes your brain go ping?