A Dream
I had a dream the night before last about a hwarhath woman who solves a mystery while impersonating Sherlock Holmes. There was more to the dream than just this, but I lost it as I woke.
In any case, it seemed worth trying to write a story about the dream idea. I got 1,900 words written yesterday. I intend no more than 7,000, so I am 25-30% done.
Another image emerged, besides the tall, thin hwarhath woman dressed (so of) as Holmes. I don't know if this was part of the dream, or something I made up after. It's a row boat, floating in the still, green water of a fjord. It's empty. That is the mystery.
In any case, it seemed worth trying to write a story about the dream idea. I got 1,900 words written yesterday. I intend no more than 7,000, so I am 25-30% done.
Another image emerged, besides the tall, thin hwarhath woman dressed (so of) as Holmes. I don't know if this was part of the dream, or something I made up after. It's a row boat, floating in the still, green water of a fjord. It's empty. That is the mystery.
posted by Eleanor at 6:57 AM
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