My brain isn’t functioning properly right now, so this is going to be short again. I’m actually pretty sick at the moment and... well, to quote Mr. Meeseeks, things are getting weird.
Im sleeping most of the day and my dreams... my god my dreams. I’m not sure if I’m scared or happy, but all I can do is dream about plot elements. Seriously, I’m dreaming about the same scenes over and over. The solutions my dreams present aren’t viable once I’m awake. I mean, I kinda incorporated one, but it wasn’t exactly what my dream presented.
So, yeah. Sorry to make this short, but I still thought it was interesting that my dreams are plagued by story elements. Does that make me a true writer?
Keep your eyes open for my debut novel, The Paladin.