In times of need: Nanowrimo, Chocolate Boot Camp.... there are times when I am not sure where a story should go. I pull a stone. I like the Runes and they have been my friends for many years.
Tonight as I finished a scene and while pleased with the word count knew I needed more if I were to scratch, claw, drag myself into third place.
I started a new scene but had nothing to write about. I drew a stone. Radio reverse.
"That's the last stone I drew," I said and threw it back in and drew again.
Radio upright? The stones seemed to be mocking me. It's Radio, take it how you will...
I laughed and I am going to ponder for a bit. But then I'm going to write, so ya'll all bewares.