I wasn't even really looking hard for "new work". Just kinda getting a feel for it. Window browsing.
I came across one CFS that looked good; specifically looking for new writers, not at all published, or only published since June 2010. As my story in Steamlust isn't coming out til October, I'm pretty much exactly meeting those requirements.
However, the story call was Very Open. Topic/genre/setting all open, except for a few basic no-nos (which she spelled out, because we are NEW! Hehe!) No underage sex, no animals (shape-shifters don't count), no dead things (ditto on vampires being excluded.)
I book-marked it and wandered away from keyboard to do the dishes.
Open-ended... hmmm. I have a mostly finished story about ghosts/zombies. (I haven't really decided what they are, except for being recently deceased...) Maybe I could do that... well, haven't I written a lot of supernatural stuff recently?
And then I got hit with the inspiration mallet.
Felt like someone walked up to me and wopped me on the head. I staggered backwards.
I hadn't thought about that particular episode in a long, long time. And honestly, as far as sex went, it wasn't that wonderful. It was kinda scary and had the thrills of possibility of being caught, which added to my excitement, but as far as technique? No. I was back in college and sex back then was never more than wham! bam! Heh. I didn't know any better and neither did my myriad lovers.
However... could I take the situation... and have a run with it?
Yes, yes I could.
And I did.
Two thousand words yesterday.
Almost another two thousand today.
And it's already done.
I don't know that I've ever written that quickly before.