. . . took a break from writing, went to pre-heat the oven, wandered to the porch, started to clip hedges in the rain, weeds beckoned, started to pull out tired zinnias, watched a car slam on its brakes when the driver saw what I was doing, went back to weeding, thought about how bad ideas are like weeds, thought about writing a blog on weed pulling techniques, remembered the oven, ran inside, was relieved to remember I hadn't put the biscuits in, went back to writing.
