Ideas

Why do book ideas come to me when I’m trying to sleep?

The one that showed up in my brain last night was about something I’m not sure is mine to write. First of all, it’s not a novel, it’s a memoir. Second, and this is the part about my reluctance, I think other people have better things to say about the subject than me. And finally, it would be very personal. Not sure I’m up for that.

I doubt it’s a story that would anybody outside my family would appreciate. But then again, it’s about enshrining memories and never forgetting. That would make it worthwhile. It make take some time before I’m ready.