I slept restlessly after 5am- lots of scattered images that were somewhere between dreams and thinking about the day. Anyway, I rolled over at some point and realized that I was listening to two of my novel's characters talking to each other. Pretty cool- sort of like that moment when you dream in another language. Then I muzzily wondered if I should wake up and write the conversation down.
I thought about it, then realized the conversation was pretty mundane- the equivalent of discussing the shopping list. So I went back to sort-of sleep. But really ... writing and editing before I actually wake up?
It's been that kind of day.
