So I spent the weekend not writing. Instead, I researched.
I really, really try to only do ad hoc research for stories because I know that if I start doing preemptive/preliminary/preparatory research, it will eat my soul–and my time, which is more valuable. But I started looking up a fairly, or so I thought, simple detail about Buddhism as practiced in Japan, and that led to the Meiji Restoration, which led to some interesting things about Shintoism…and, well, soul-eating was had.
And now I’m behind where I want to be on the short story. Sigh. Stupid inquisitive, obsessive-compulsive brain.