Yesterday I took a 1 hour nap and had a dream that turned into an entirely new book’s synopsis.  It was weird; it was long, there was a soundtrack as the twist happened (“Dying in LA” by Panic!….except it was a slow-mo, sadder rendition) and….there was a twist.


I’m not saying this needs to be made into a book, but is it normal for there to be a big reveal in dreams? Something that made everything that happened make sense? Cause my gut says really, no, not it’s not.

I woke up, and spent the next 90 minutes writing a 6 page synopsis because, as dreams do, I knew the visceral sense that came with it, the visuals, the twists, the quotes and reasons would decay.  And now I feel like it’ll last forever. I’m not saying I’m going to sit down and write it immediately — I’ve got a few things on my plate. But it just feels nice to not feel done.



Here’re my current W.I.P.s.


Disjuncture:  Querying

Harsh and gritty. About a man who’s mental issues are approaching clinical, debilitating, and downright frightening.  This becomes extra troublesome, because he’s enlisted into a futuristic military, and has to figure out who are his people, if he can save them, and, if so, why will he?
It’s told from different focal characters, and set in a future where eugenics breed a whole new class of people.


Bahamut (working title): Querying

Different, separate stand alone. Music composer realizes that there’s a reason some things just feel right, and has to contend with a secret society which reveals way, way too much about the devil in the details.
Set in our time, it ends with mystery, thrills, and a revelation.




There’re lots of agents, editors, publicists, and other literary professionals  who like to point out how noveling, and traditional publishing is a marathon.


To them I say, newp.

Traditional publishing takes much longer.