It may sound like a small thing, but I had a great idea when I was sitting on the toilet.
(Note: Most of the best scripting moments for Schlock Mercenary are plumbing-related — the bath, the shower, or the can.)
See, I had the twisty intricacies of the plot worked out, but there were some justifications missing. And then, as I was scripting, one of the characters tried to drag the story off in a new direction. I fussed and fumed over the script, and finally decided that I needed a bio break.
So, sitting on the toilet, the Voices In My Head continued to mull over this new plot direction… and suddenly it all came together. It wasn’t a new direction at all. It was critical to the story. It HAD to happen that way in order for What Comes Next to make a reasonable amount of sense.
I was so excited I almost forgot to pull up my pants on my way back downstairs.