Last night I dreamed I was beginning a novel. Which is not far from the truth; I'm slated to begin outlining one on Dec 26th (and I'm supposed to be finishing the 2nd draft of another one right this moment . . .)
But in my dream, I was apparently writing a novel featuring SETI (the Search for Extra Terrestrial Intelligence). I was sitting in a coffee shop, my tablet computer in front of me (hmm, must have been a glimpse into the future where I own a tablet computer). I was reworking the first line. It went something like,
"Drake first listened for alien signals in 1960. Little did he know that SETI was far older."
Hmm, I wonder where that story is going? Someday, maybe we'll see.
