Laying in bed, I realized what was missing in my novel–again–and began formulating ways to improve it. As I fell asleep, my thoughts became my dream, and I experienced a scene that I simply must put in the book–cleaned up, of course; I don’t think the guy doing the pommel horse routine nude needs to be in the book, nor does the Klingon I saw in the background. But the core of the scene, a discussion between two old friends that devolves–or is that evolves?–into a moment of revelation as to the greater plot even as it ends the friendship forever, is pretty golden. When I woke up (thanks, cats), I quickly got up and jotted down some notes, then stumbled back into bed. My notes are a mess, but they point the way.
AWESOME. Now I just need to find the time to write it.
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Quick write it right now! Before it’s gone. I’d leave the Klingon in, for my own amusement. Just describe his features as if he were a human (or whatever is in there)…