Distraction?

 You've probably seen lots of them - videos and reels and memes of kittens chasing feathery toys. Distracted by the new and pretty. 'Oh - look at that! Chase it! Chase it!' 

At the moment, that is me too.

I have a Work In Progress that has been moving at the pace of treacle. And I have been threatening to try my hand at a cosy crime - even done some work on it. I'm still interested. I have a fantastic plot twist that  I would love to put into writing - well, I think it is fantastic. But somehow the rest of the book has never come together - or not yet. I have not given up on the idea by any means. Because that's what happens with ideas. And it's happening now. In a completely different part of the forest. Suddenly I have my own shiny feather on a string, distracting me. Two ideas that have suddenly melded, a MacGuffin, a hero who has been occupying space in my head for a very long time, and an opening line that I really want to use. I blogged about it in November when it first began to simmer and it hasn't gone away. Instead it is gathering momentum - two strands that didn't have anything around them that are acquiring form and substance.  It's a romantic suspense, possibly the first of a trilogy and it is busy incorporating all sorts of threads and snippets that I have wanted to write for some time.

So now what do I do? 

Go after the fluffy distraction and write that one instead?