Thursday, May 6, 2010
I get amazing ideas for stories in my dreams. I wake up with my head swimming, and for a moment get a clear vision of the next great American novel. Then I decide that it’s not worth getting out of bed to jot down any notes, and that the idea is so great that I’ll never forget it, so I go back to bed knowing that I’ll remember the idea the next day. The next day it’s foggy, and I regret giving up my wonderful ideas for sleep. So now when I get a great idea, I grab my phone and jot it down as a note. Problem is, once I start actually thinking about my great idea to write it down, I realize that it actually makes absolutely no sense and was really just a messed up dream. Makes me regret all those times I gave up my best ideas for sleep all the more.