I had a vivid, crazy, impressive dream last night, in which I was quite literally dictating the first chapter of my current WIP. (That's work-in-progress for all you cool people who don't know. No, really, you're the cool ones for not knowing the term. Trust.) When my alarm went off, I actually looked down at my hands, half-expecting to find a notebook filled with words. Well, there wasn't one. But that's ok. I made progress on the structure last night and then, thanks to my dream, made some more this morning. #MYDREAMSARETALKINGTOMEYOUGUYS.*

*I've been tweeting so much lately (not just for me, but for work and GWN too), that I feel like I now talk in hashtags. Or like hashtags should just be something we all incorporate into our verbal communications now. As in, "I am so tired today. Hashtag, thank goodness it's Friday!" #Iwonderhowthatwouldwork #IbetsomeoneinBrooklynhasalreadytriedit