Morgan’s Musings

Some days I can’t help but be amused by the way life will turn things around on you.

I’m not sure if you read where I told about my daughter Bree saying I couldn’t make a romance from Sleepy Hollow, but if you did, you’ll remember how I got a major kick out of it because it only took a few seconds and a few possible details from me about a story I was just thinking about writing at that point to completely change her mind and light up her eyes with eager anticipation for the story to come.

Well guess what happened to me this morning?

From about 1:00 AM I’d been thinking about this old story I’d read once, about one character in particular. Nothing major, though. Just his name and a vague image popping into my thoughts once or twice. I pretty much ignored it…until I’d tried for the fourth time to go to bed and sleep.

Around 5:30 AM, I was still awake, still restless, and now something was urging me, pushing me, to GET BACK OUT OF BED AGAIN and go read this story online. I didn’t want to. I wasn’t interested in the least, but at this point, I finally realized what was going on. “G” was pointing me toward another story idea, another book he wanted me to write.

I thanked him, of course, although I didn’t know “what” story he was pointing me toward at the time. But anyway, at 5:30 AM, I gave up, and with a sigh, flung my legs over the bed to trudge back to my office…again…to do a Google search.

Took less than a minute to find what I was looking for, and still uninterested and vaguely annoyed for having been needled to go read when I wanted to sleep, I propped my chin on my hand, my elbow on my desk, and started to read. An hour later, I was done, but I didn’t get it.

There was no way I could make a romance out of what I had read! Or so I thought…

Much like I had with Bree about Sleepy Hollow, “G” said to me, “Really? Not even if…” and “…and what if…” (I’m not giving details yet because although I’ve contacted my publisher about this new tale, I haven’t heard back from her on it) and it was almost as if I could feel my own eyes light up with excitement, just as Bree’s had when we first discussed The Legacy Of Sleepy Hollow not so long ago.

Soon, my hesitant, momentary excitement was followed by sheer awe. I hadn’t known anything about some of the details that were being revealed to me! And now that I did, now that I’d been given some “insider information”, I wanted to run downstairs and wake Bree up…to tell her RIGHT THEN about the new story I was going to write.

<...shakes head...>

I didn’t. Not that she needs her beauty sleep or anything. She’s gorgeous (but don’t tell her I said that. Her head will swell and she’d float away). I didn’t tell her because I just wanted to think about a few things first. I wanted to “be sure”.

With this story coming to me so swiftly on the tail of the last one, I wanted to be sure the excitement I was feeling at that time wasn’t a momentary thing…fleeting…that would disappear once the sun was high and I’d had a few hours of sleep. But it didn’t go away, and as a matter of fact, with each new detail I discover, my eagerness to get started on the writing of it grows.

I can’t wait to tell you more!