Bizarre set of dreams last night … or at least one running dream that ran through waking up several times. Essentially, I dreamt an entire self-contained novel. Probably not a good one, but I’m going to spend the next several days sketching and outlining what I can remember in preparation for a draft next November when NANOWRIMO rolls around. I’ve always wanted to do a NANOWRIMO … it’s on my 43things list.
Not to give too much away, but it’s very Franz Kafka meets William Gibson meets Neil Simon; it takes place almost entirely in an old Park Avenue hotel, and the cast of characters includes a millionaire and his socialite family, a swing band, the Yakuza, zombies, and a noir detective.
Yeah, it’s quirky, it’s directionless, it’s way too left field, and it’ll be entertaining in its suckiness; that’s why it’s a NANOWRIMO effort.
