He writes better when he writes on a whim, without any planning, preparation or expectations. For some strange reason, he imagined a whim to be something like a fluffy cloud. And he was floating on a whim. This reminded him of a TV show he watched as a kid. There was this Kung-Fu proficient monkey. He would whistle while waving two fingers in front of his mouth and a green fluffy cloud would come. He (the monkey, not our protagonist) would travel on the cloud. The monkey also had a Chinese long stick that he magically shrunk and kept hidden away in his ear. Or maybe he imagined it all (the protagonist, not the monkey).