A reminder to myself:
When you try to hold on too tightly to the idea seed of a story, that story won’t fruit. You have to let the characters grow. Stop trying to shove them back into the tiny dime-store terracotta pots they were born in.
Yeah, they might turn into unwieldy, cantankerous briar bushes instead of the nice nightshade family you were looking for, but hey, that’s what you get when you plant the random seeds you find laying on the floor.