Well, I've been saying for a while that I should write a circus story. Maybe what I need is to write a story about three fictional writers encountering a family of aerialists on an offshore drilling rig.
Except the circus story is supposed to have a bottle tree in it, because I promised stillsostrange a short story entitled "King Pole, Gallows Pole, Bottle Tree" one of these days.
Ehn. I'll start writing again eventually. Once I get irritated enough.