So after staring at the monitor for a good portion of Saturday, considering and then tossing aside one idea after another for the Dead Bait anthology, I finally hit upon something that I felt could work. I hammered out the first bit and then hit the sack.
Today I awoke and after a quick trip to the store to replenish the groceries around here, I spent the rest of the day working on this story. It involved lots of online research into such things as Sperm Whales, crab species, the Farallon Islands, Coast Guard cutters and a few other odds and ends. The result? A story about a whale-watching tour that goes horribly, horribly wrong when some pissed off denizens of the deep decide the time has come to work together and hunt us. Right now I call the story Deadliest Cachalot. That may change. Maybe.
The one good thing about being so focused on this story was that I was not obsessing over The Transcendental Man. Now that Deadliest Cachalot has the first draft completed, I may turn my attention to something for the 2012AD anthology, before getting back to revisions on T-Man. Then in turn I can revise today's tale and whatever I turn out for 2012. That's the plan at least. Here's hoping.