Ideas come from the strangest sources. One night I woke abruptly from a dream and scribbled it in a journal by my bed to read the next morning. Dreams are usually weird and surreal, so I didn’t have much hope that it would be coherent. It surprised when I realized this one would actually work.

Saturday, I went sailing with friends. Sound distortion was at work, and not one, but three people heard me wrong when I commented that Darcy Island used to be a leper colony. What they thought they heard would make a good premise for a main character. Now to go do some research.