For the first time I can remember, I've written two short stories from scratch in one week. The first I went looking for, to fulfill my resolution to write one new short story a month this year. (Most months. I get a pass if I make exceptional headway on the new novel instead.) Got a 3k story written in a couple of days and sent out to beta readers.
One day later I woke from a dream about a large party in a very odd house. A metaphor presented nicely, and bam, I had another story idea. 1300 words later that day I had another completed story (short, yes, but I'd been aiming for flash fiction).
I have to wonder if this is my brain's new tactic to avoid the harder task of writing the latest novel. If so, I vastly prefer this procrastination to all my others.