I dreamed I wrote a blog last night. I remember laughing. I’m certain it was one of the funniest things I’ve ever written. I actually woke up still giggling, but by then I’d forgotten it. I remember the warm feeling that comes from good humour, but what was the joke?

Do all bloggers get these dreams? I’ve often woken up thinking of scenes and conversations for my novels. I usually get up and write it all down, right then, in the middle of the night because I know for sure it will be gone by morning. Those scenes have drama or poignancy, stuff that sticks in the mind and keeps me awake. Unfortunately hilarity seems to be short lived. I remember the laughter; I remember the mood, but not the joke. Are all good jokes like that? Are all good dreams like that?