I'm about 10k into a new ghost story/novel. The idea for the novel hit me like a jolt of lightning on my birthday (no kidding!) as I was driving past an old victorian house near the university. It had a "For Rent" sign hanging in the window. The ideas and characters came to me as if the story had already been written, and it was being handed to me. Pretty bizarre! I feel pretty much consumed with writing it, which means, yes, you'll probably get a novel in October if I can keep plugging away at it every day.
Here is a poem I wrote today as I was writing the story... enjoy and ignore that shadow in the hall.