I Love it When This Happens

I had a dream last night about one of my novels. One in my series.

I don't remember the details of the dream, which is sad. But, I DO remember the feel of it and I have flashes of images from it. I know which characters were there if I concentrate on the flashes.

I know it was basically between my main character and her father, who had been lost for centuries.

I remember, in the dream, thinking that if there was only one thing I remembered from the entire dream, it was one PERFECT line of dialogue from the father.

I remember waking up with it and thinking the same thing. (I didn't wake up enough to write it down.)

And, dang blast it, I don't remember the line of dialogue this morning.

Figures, huh?

EDIT: I don't love not remembering the line. I love having had the dream. :)

Nailed It

The feeling that I want for the opening of Out of the Darkness.

I don't claim that the scene is perfect and will stay. I don't claim that the writing is good.

I do claim that the FEELING, the atmosphere, the starting point is good and what I really needed for this book all along.

Hallelujah!

The other attemps DO fit into the book and will stay unless proven not to fit on the NEXT rewrite, but they fall a little later than the new starting point and will provide angst and insight and depth all their own.

Now, if I can finish the new opening scenes, I can then proceed to hack out all the other stuff that isn't what I want now, replot to make sure the story falls the way I want and is paced well, and then start a really good revision with the story firmly in place.

Funny

I just watched my three kitties picking through a mixed assortment of Meow Mix Ocean Explosion goodies that I put on the floor for them. There were three kinds: tuna, ocean fish, and salmon.

As I watched, each cat had a particular kind he liked. So, I watched with amusement as they picked through everything there until they found the kinds they liked.

Cats are so great.

FREE to a Good Home

I have a membership to Writers' Weekend, in June, that I am unable to use.

I'd like to give it to someone who would be able to go.

First come, first served, BUT...

All I ask is that if you ask for it, you're sure you can go, please.

I want to make sure that it's used.

So, if you want it, ask. First person to comment with a request for it, gets it.

Thanks ya'll.

Hot

Whew! It's been terribly hot inside today. Hot enough that it froze the air conditioner.

I don't think it was that hot outside. It was only 80 when I went out to the store around noon.

There's a bit of a breeze coming through the window now, but not quite enough to take an edge off the heat.

Trying to write tonight, but the internal editor has come back bigtime. I have to figure out how to get rid of it again.