Have you thought of a brilliant idea, possibly the best one EVER, but you forgot to jot it down? Then, guess what, when you do try and write it down later it’s gone. Vanished. Vamoosed.
Yep, that’s what happened to me yesterday. Problem was the idea was for the end of a story I’d already started. Pants!
Any ideas what a downtrodden, female character, with no family could do to succeed, answers on a postcard, please.