First it flows, then it floods

The period of heaping stones ended without warning, and for a few days I've been typing like a maniac to get An Annoyance of Grackles finished. The words are there now, and saved in multiple places, and I'll proofread it after Christmas. Right now I need to wrap Christmas presents and.... What do you mean, you have a spiffy idea for a fourth book in this series?

Telling the Muse "go away" or even "hold that thought" is dangerous. So okay, I'm going to wrap presents AND make some notes about this hypothetical fourth book. If the whole plot chooses to flood into my head the Christmas gifts may have to go without bows and glitter.....