This is a good reminder of how ideas evolve: two months ago just before bed I scribbled out this vague idea. The next day, I wrote a draft, adding it to the chapter.
A couple of weeks later, I returned to it, and refined. A month after the original sat down to work it out, and I’m quite pleased with the latest composition.
While I sometimes want this to move faster, I’m enjoying the process enough to not wish it all done. It’s part of the magic.