I woke up in the wee hours of the morning. I don’t think the sun was even up. I was dreaming of the end of Honey Badgered. It was a GREAT idea, I just knew it.
I was certain I would remember the idea. But… just in case… I wrote it down. I’ve had this happen before where I had an idea but didn’t write it down, and lost it after I went back to sleep. So now I have a pen and notebook by my bed.
So there I was, mostly asleep. I didn’t have on my glasses, and I can’t see up close anymore without them. I didn’t turn on a light or a flashlight. I just wrote.
Needless to say, my notes are almost illegible. At least I managed to write on different lines and not over the same words. And the pen worked… I wasn’t sure if it did or if I was just scribbling.
Unfortunately, I have no idea what the last line was. I wrote: Epilogue with a ven of tarsma ning. Huh… wonder what I was thinking…