Searching for inspiration in November depths

Here we go. That time of the year again.

Around about this date every year the rash of games and events, of press calls and meet-and-greets, the launches and the lunches, the announcements and arrivals . . . those dry up. You flick open your mail every morning and silence. Nothing. The odd communication, maybe, from [e-mail] which leads to opening that last drawer in the office desk, and then opening the folder underneath the 2009 desktop calendar and the blueberry muffin that you forgot, the folder with . . . close season ideas for pieces.