Power of the Unconscious Mind

After struggling with plots, characters and how to get the MacGuffin into my protagonist’s hands, for many hours the other night, I finally gave up and went to bed.

But as my body slept my mind was working overtime. By morning I had a brilliant but complex series of scenes in my head that rivaled anything that Hitchcock had ever produced.

Unfortunately, these scenes weren’t for the script I’m presently writing or anything that I’d ever consider writing.

Sometimes you eat the bear... Well, you know.