In Dreams

“Everything begins with an idea.”

– Earl Nightingale

As you know I’ve been laid up for quite a few weeks now with a torn thigh muscle. I can only stand for a short time and as for sitting at my computer desk, it’s impossible as an awful pain tears through my leg. The only place I’m pain free is sitting on my bed propped up by pillows with my legs raised.

Last night, I woke up at one o’clock in the morning. My mind was racing with an idea for a new novel.

For days now, I’ve been trying to come up with an idea for something totally different, I’ve lost interest in writing horror stories and there’s too many stories about witches. I played around with the idea of writing a romance but this didn’t fire me up enough to start write one.

I wanted to write something unique, well as unique as any novel can be in today’s world.

The idea came creeping into my brain at one last night and had me hanging over the side of the bed writing notes. The words flooded from me as I covered four pages with ideas. I think I’ve found a way of writing the story I really want to write

I shall tell the tale from five points of view and with a few flashbacks, too. The idea is still in its early stages so I can’t say any more. At the moment, being stuck on the bed most of the day for the next seven weeks means I’m writing longhand.

I have a painting to finish then by the first of October I’ll start writing again. I think it’s time to buy a new laptop to see if I can write while lying on the bed.

Happy Writing everyone.