You know that song I shared in Friday’s Open Thread? One of the handful of songs I wrote all those years ago that I still like?
It came to me in a dream.
Melody, almost in full, and several of the lyrics.
I sang everything I could remember into my phone’s voice recorder as soon as I woke up, and spent the next few days putting the piece together.
The mysterious house at the core of NEXT BOOK was part of a dream, too.
A recurring dream, spent visiting the places in the house that I had grown to love in previous dreams. Attics and basements and secret rooms and staircases that went up and up and up forever.
I hope I end up loving the book as much as I love that song. ❤️