As I went to bed last night I had an interesting idea for a short story (No, I won't tell you what it was). This morning as I drove Lisa to the airport (she's headed to a conference in San Diego) I continued to play with the idea and laid it all out in my head. By the time I made it back and into work (yes, I work on Sundays. Shocking, isn't it?), I had plotted it all out, so I sat down and wrote it out (university libraries are really slow when the weather is nice). Took a couple hours, and it produced a story about 1500 words long, titled "Casting Call". Needs some polish, probably, and I have a tendency to leave out details rather than put too many in, but all in all, extremely satisfying. I love it when that happens.
Later: Polished the story a bit, added and rewrote slightly a couple parts, bringing it up to 1700 words. Will mail it off in the morning. From mind to mac to mail in 48 hours, more or less. Oliver Herford was right.