Where did that come from???

[temporus]

So I was laying down to bed last night, reading some Joseph Campbell, because well, he's Joseph Campbell and worth reading.  But as my eyes started reading the text on the page, my subconscious decided it was time to come up with a novel.  And it had to start showing me the novel right then and there, over the reading.  Talk about surreal experiences, I was physically looking at the words on the page, while my brain showed me the opening scene and then flashes of what else was in store for the book.   Book???  I'm supposed to be working on short stories right now, because they're, you know, short.   And with a six month old in the house, I figured having so much of my attention wrapped up in a novel would be more than I could handle.

I guess my subconscious didn't get the memo.

Lest I forget the idea (Cause I can't really afford to let these things slip by) I had to get up out of my nice comfy bed, find my notepad, and start writing.  Only about two pages of actual scene.  But it's something.   Now to start making a folder for notes, sketches, research etc.   I figure if it's going to show up, I might as well make a place for it.   Maybe then I'll be able to get back to one of the half dozen short stories that are rolling around in the noggin and need a first draft.