Breath of fresh air

I was stuck trying to figure out what kinds of characteristics to give a couple of my characters, in order to make them feel distinct from one another. I tried brainstorming but I was locked.

It was a beautiful day, and I decided to take a walk. Some fresh air, and some exercise was exactly what I needed to unlock my mind and free associate. The ideas came as quickly as my steps, and within about 30 minutes, I had some new ideas to work off of. The voice recorder is still warm. Now the ideas still might not be that great in context, but it’ll allow me to get back into the rewrite. If the ideas suck I’ll know it pretty quickly and likely new ideas will pop up.

Inspiration only comes during the act of writing (and sometimes walking).