I wonder if I would be able to cheer myself out of my allergy funk by writing a story about evil flowers, poisoning innocent industrialists?
I wonder if people would flame me horribly for writing such a thing?
Natural pollution is terrifying.
How about a flowering tree that produces curses instead of buds?
Or a race that wins a war by planting trees on the opposing territory. Spy trees? Stealth trees! Poisonous trees.
I'm not even going to get into ambulatory trees. That would be terrifying.
I've gotten good ideas from my misery before. Maybe it will happen again.