Never Underestimate The Power Of A Really Funky Dream
Last night was an odd one.
My sleep was interrupted by a minor heart attack, and then when I did finally return to dreamland, all hell broke loose.
But in a good way.
I was navigating a very strange and vivid world with disturbing characters and utterly befuddling customs, and when I woke up I was scratching my head and wondering what in the world I ate to induce that.
And then I wrote it down, because I’ve trained myself to write odd dreams and random thoughts down, and late-night thoughts because I’m just unbelievably brilliant when I’m trying to go to sleep for some reason.
So I wrote out the weirdness, and then I got a flicker and the flicker turned to an ember and as I’ve let it sit and glow, it’s become a full-on flame of an idea.
Now there’s the shell of an outline, and a promise to myself that I’m going to go back there, and take all of you with me.
Enjoy the ride…