Woke Up Buzzing With Ideas

What a difference a day makes. Woke this morning with last night's brilliant idea reverberating around my head. Also, another really sad awful story to tell. I think I'll let that one fester in the brain for a while. It's a true story and not for mucking about with. The other, though, is exceptional. Any agents out there who want a gander at it - go babes, go. No, it's not Dostoyevsky. Quite the opposite, but that is today. I know just what's going to happen. I'll start off in the crap manner intended, and end up with some bleedin' heavy stuff. Ah well, such is writing.