Good news and bad news

Ok. So last night, I have this very vivid, action-packed dream. I mean a great story. Wonderful characters. Wow, this would make the "Great American Novel" look like a comicbook. Better start writing it down. So, I do. Frantically, I am writing as the dream is unfolding. It started out with the epilogue first (guess because I always read the last chapter first). It was great. You'll have to trust me.

So, what is the good and the bad news? Depends on your point of view. You won't be reading this great artwork, as when I truly woke up this morning, the only thing on my paper is "Twenty years ago today it all started." And then nothing. Not even chicken scratches. And, of course, since I was writing it all down, I don't remember anything. Well, except the beginning. And that it was good. (sigh)

Pieces here; pieces there. Maybe this is how it begins.

Damn.