Did not sleep worth a damn last night. Had three — count ’em, THREE — nightmares: one about being on an aircraft carrier that was under fire; one about a schoolteacher in possession of an unregistered weapon who dumped a bunch of stolen money in my backpack; and the last one about being questioned by a bunch of Mafia guys.
I was awake more than I was asleep, and wondering what the hell I ate most of that time.
So here I am, fresh from the last nightmare, and deciding I might as well get to work a bit early. Better than sleeping.
Have to finish the synopsis of RED GLASS BOX and get it out to Robin today. I don’t think Mafia dons, criminal schoolteachers, or aircraft carriers are going to figure anywhere in it. Pity. They were all good, scary dreams.
