It's been awhile since I remembered my dreams. Remembering two is pretty wild. I guess I'll have to try the notebook trick more often.
I finished a draft of a short story yesterday -- the one I mentioned in the last entry as being tough. I started seriously thinking about the anthology's theme a month ago. I wrote thousands of words trying to nail down a story. After two different approaches, pages of internet research, and a whole lot of wordy nothing, I felt lost. Then I said to myself, what are the parts you know for sure to be true?
I listed those out.
Okay, self. Can you make a story out of that? Forgetting everything else?
And I did. I boiled all the great ideas for character development and setting and plot down into one idea. (That hurt.) I gave both main characters strong motivations. I used the setting I originally wanted to use. And there it was. Finally. Once I got over how clever I was, I saw what was possible.
There's probably 1 or 2 more rewrites I can get out of the story, but I'll wait until I get the first round of reader feedback. Just to be clear, the story isn't done. I'm taking this moment to celebrate finishing a viable draft.
Sometimes it's the little things