I just had this flash of inspiration. I’ve been working on a series of short stories set in a theme park reclaimed for housing called Storybook Acres. What if I moved everybody to Spadena Street, where my current book is set? Mr. Blunt could be the caretaker for the factory and could live in the caretaker’s hut instead of in his house. (Sara knows who I mean.) Everybody would have more room, and that wouldn’t be quite as much fun, but it would be more believable. I can always go back to Storybook Acres if this brainstorm turns out to be a brain burp.
Writing prompt: Take a story your stuck on and set it somewhere else and see if anything shakes loose.