Well, I went to bed at 9am this morning, and at roughly 9:15, my mind positively exploded as a bunch of things my brain was running around all collided, while in the right frame of mind, and like taking flint to steel, I had a nifty idea for a book.
I fell asleep something like two hours later. Thank you, brain. Can we time the epiphanies better? Thank you.
Woke up, and reregisterd for NaNoWriMo
, the National Novel Writing Month, which starts on November 1st, and challenged you to write a novel of 50,000 words before December.
I wasn't going to do it, since I *totally* slacked last year, but I had the idea, and NaNoWriMo *might* give me the impetus to actually get this idea moving.