I woke up in the middle of the night with this really great, really scary idea for a story.  I didn’t write it down.  I went back to sleep.

You know how it is when that usually happens.  You wake up and go, “Oh, crap.  I’ve completely forgotten that idea.  Why didn’t I write it down?”

This morning I woke up and remembered the idea…but it wasn’t scary.

I don’t know.  I might write it anyway.  Or I might write the story about how the idea became not scary and then turned out to get the writer killed or something.  Something meta.

But I was so disappointed this morning…