Story is taking off and the cookbook is getting written.

So that crazy dream I had the other night is turning out to lend itself pretty well to a short story, I have eleven pages so far. However, I found myself suffering from some sick twisted form of writers where I'm not technically, but the story is trying to write itself from end back in my head. I know where I want to go, but I'm not sure how to get there.

I should stop and ask for directions.

On the plus side, I did get some work down on the OMG cookbook, it has not been a completely wasted day. Woo.