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…