This morning I was up very early. After I got home from my journey, I decided to stay up and make coffee. As the morning wore on, I decided I was tired and lay down to try and take a nap.
As one lays there trying to relax enough to sleep, the strangest things run through your mind. In my case, I was thinking about those little quizzes they have on facebook, from which I discovered that I am Elmo from Sesame Street, I am the Classic Rock Band Led Zeppelin, etc. One of the quizzes was to discover what my ideal job would be. Curiously, it seems I was destined to be a writer.
That thought brought to mind the fact that I had, many years ago, an idea for a novel. I had characters and details about their lives and circumstances, all written out in an outline. But I never did anything with it. I couldn't think of anything for them to do. Basically I lacked a plot or storyline.
Looking back, I see I could have taken the circumstances I'd made up for my characters, and made the story all about how they got to where I originally put them. Unfortunately my notes are long gone. I remember most of the details now, and perhaps sometime I will try to recreate them and see what happens. I'll let you know what I decide, and what happens. In the meantime, does anyone have any thoughts?