Bottle it, sell it, make my fortune

I wish I could bottle and sell the feeling I get when a story comes into shape in my head. The way I see them, they're kind of like long balloons, and when I'm trying to get them to work, they're sort of shapless and deflated. I prod and plan and wrestle with it, but it just keeps slipping though my fingers. Then I remember that I can't compose stories at a keyboard and that I hae a stylus for my iPad. Okay, my e-handwriting sucks, but just writing the first couple of sentences by hand usually kickstarts my brain enough that I can carry on by typing.

Does anyone else have that? It's like I *literally* cannot compose a story unless I hold a pen in my hand at some point, and sometimes unless I write most of it out. Which doesn't bode well for my Big Bang, which is shaping up to be 50K, if the image in my head is the right size *whimper* Maybe I should start doing strengthening exercises now.

All of which is a transparant attempt to distract from the fact that it is the end of the month and I have only finished one more prompt. And it's a drabble. Ah well, at least I can cross it off.

For rustydog who wanted Eleven teaching Stormaggedon to make an omelette. As usual, I went off-prompt, but the mental image made me smile anyway.

( Drabble: Breaking eggs )