This last weekend I had an odd sensation of deja vu. I began writing a scene that I had seen in my head a hundred times over the past few months. A scene my whole book hinges on. A scene I had actually seen in my dreams.
What an odd feeling, to be walking through a scene I had dreamed about. The colors, the sounds, the smells, the textures.
Even odder, the emotions and feelings, the pain, the fear, the desires. All familiar, all lived through in my dreams.
Have you ever dreamed about a scene you later wrote?
In an aside, over on http://seekerville.blogspot.com/ today, Tina R. has called upon some of her author friends to help her debunk some of those "Once I'm Published Everything Will Be Perfect" myths, and she's asked me to help. I hope you'll stop by and check it out. :)
Oh, and Happy Valentine's Day tomorrow. :)