As so often happens with stories I am working on, I have an engine full of steam for maybe seven, eight chapters, and then….. the path thins…. and I’m lost. Any idea how many stories I have like this on my hard drive? Lots. What do you do when your story has lost its way? This time around, I have tried to keep at writing by trying a different discipline. Poetry. Goodness knows I’m no poet, but I didn’t want to stop writing altogether just because I lost the thread to my story. Poetry is a different kind of discipline. A different set of muscles to stretch, so to speak. Does this sound like a good plan of attack?