So my eyes popped open this morning after a deep sleep. Immediately I grabbed my writing journal and frantically outlined an entire story from beginning to finish before the dream slipped away. See, my dream was a special one, a novel-length one, an astral journey of discovery in a new country. Now I have the entire Book Three in the Sons of Thorne series outlined and waiting for me. I visited a muse last night–a great grandmother who told me a story of how a Son met a Daughter. This great-grandmother introduced me to another beautiful Rose who waits to breathe. I will keep the title under my hat for the moment, but I will just say that the Fee has been found, and what a wonderful odyssey this will be. Love.